Budget Breakfast Run

June 26, 2018
Tuesday
Texas

Sure, there's a plumbing job that needs doing today. And, the darn grass needs mowing. And, it is supposed to get steenkin' HOT this afternoon but none of that is as important as the fact this is the last morning to ride together before Friday. So, a quick breakfast run seemed like a good idea. And, so it was.

59.6 s'miles for biscuits and gravy

It's going to get HOT today but right now it's downright tolerable out here.

The Shadow Riders

Braum's sells more than burgers and ice cream

Biscuits and gravy and crispy tater tot has rounds

Old Police Car at Pawn Shop

Normally we would take the long way home - straight ahead, but today we decide we better get on home and get that plumbing job done and the grass mowed - three day weekend coming up so we're clearing the chore list!

Almost there...

Bye!

July 1, 2009
Fort Collins, CO

Ready to roll... again. We are out of here first thing in the morning for a Colorado weekend - that's four days...

We plan to ride some old roads and some new roads, revisit some old places and add a few new places to our belt... Think I should take some photos? Ha! Just kidding! You know I will.

If the weather cooperates, we won't be saying Howdy until next week. Until then... ride on and ride safe.

Next Stop - Oklahoma!

November 28, 2008
Mountain Park, OK

No trip to Texas is complete without swinging through Oklahoma to visit our friends Don and Nancy in Mountain Park. We departed Wichita Falls about mid-morning, stopping by Red River Harley-Davidson on the way out of town. The day was cool and cloudy and threatening rain but Tim suited up for the ride -- he was determined to get to Oklahoma on two wheels. The day cleared as we headed west and north and the winds were calmer than the last few days so the ride went well, other than a couple of stops for wardrobe adjustments (1-helmet, 2-warmer gloves).

True to form (that being a most excellent hostess) Nancy had a pot of homemade chili simmering on the stove. No one ever goes hungry at the Perrin B&B and no one ever leaves so much as an ounce lighter either. Ha! We dined on homemade Chili, steaks and baked potatoes, pizza, ham and eggs and my favorite Mississippi Mud Cake. Thanks Nancy, for catering to the chocolate lover in me. YUM!

Nancy, Tim and I shopped the antique malls in Snyder, OK. while waiting for Don to come in from plowing a field. Nancy has booths in both malls. It's always fun to shop in Snyder and I usually come home with a few treasures. This year I brought some vintage Santa pieces home, several of them compliments of Nancy. One Santa I rescued from her trash can. Ha!

Later in the afternoon, Nancy's granddaughter Krisee (about to turn 14) got her first ride on a motorcycle - correction - Harley. First, she just sat on The Ride for pics. A little while later she returned. Nancy teased, you just want another look at the Harley. Krisee replied, no I am looking to get a ride on the Harley. I popped my helmet on her head and Tim rode her a few blocks around Mountain Park but that wasn't enough. After a quick call to Cheryl (her Mom) she had permission to ride to Snyder and back (about 2 miles one way).

Next, Don and Tim decide (who cares how they got there?) they will try to move the purdy red building Nancy's been pining after for months now. Check the next post for pics...

In the evening we had pizza for supper and visited as long as we could keep our eyes open but following Don's example we made our way to the comfy bedroom for a good nights rest.

Here are a few pics.

Thanksgiving - Biker Family Style

November 27, 2008
Wichita Falls, TX

Happy Thanksgiving - Here's how our day went.

Lunch at Luby's with Mom and Dad. YUM!

The four of us visit with Grandma and Alice in Henrietta.

Dad and Tim leave to get back to Wichita Falls and ride their bikes to Holliday.

Mom and I visit with Grandma and Alice a while longer, stop by the house in Wichita Falls to change and meet the guys at TedJr's house in Holliday for a visit and a bite or two of Lamesa's desserts. We're talking awesome pies and cheesecake and Death by Chocolate. Oh me! YUM!

Then, we all pose for fun Harley pictures.

Making New Friends

November 26, 2008
Wichita Falls, TX

Mom and I spent the morning shopping. We went to a neat Christmas Store just a few blocks from Mom's house where I found a few chenille Santa decorations. And I made a really great buy - a witch doll/elf by Mark Roberts - signed by the artist at half price! Color me happy! Mom bought my lunch at Somewhere in Time Tea Room. That was fun and tasty!

The folks were resting in the afternoon so Tim and I hopped on the bike and met with John Bailey and his lovely wife Janice at the Pioneer on Southwest Parkway. John is the author/creator/photographer of a really great blog. I found John's blog a few months ago when I was searching for biker photos or blogs in Wichita Falls. I happily discovered that John was a great photographer and occasionally posted pics of Dad on the blog. We finally had the opportunity to meet in person at the Toy Run last Saturday.

John and Janice are really nice and we enjoyed the meet-n-greet. John says they may swing through Colorado sometime next year. We say come ahead and welcome!

Saint Jo Ride

November 23, 2008
Wichita Falls, TX

Sunday morning the day dawned a bit chilly and gray and the winds were kicking up, but we had all been waiting to make this ride so make it - we did. Dad's friend Kenny joined us so there were four us us riding motorcycles (me, with Tim) and Mom followed in the car. We were enjoying riding in Texas with Dad so much that the stout cross-winds we endured most of the day were of no real consequence.

Kenny, Dad's friend was a HOOT to ride with. He scouts for Indians in Oklahoma, looks for wildlife (sign says Watch for Wildlife) and ice (sign says Watch for Ice on Bridge) and rode in lazy circles in the middle of the road when we were not keeping up.

The Nocona Dairy Queen was our first stop of the day. It was time for coffee. Afterwards, we rode to Saint Jo's Biker Roadhouse on the square. It's about the only store on the square but we enjoyed shopping there. We bought patches and pins and a denim vest for Tim.

The next part of the trip took us North out of Saint Jo over the Red River into Oklahoma. Most of the time Tim and I had no clue where we were or where we were going but it didn't matter, we were happy to let Dad and Kenny be our guides and just enjoyed the roads and the scenery.

After stopping for gas in a little Oklahoma town (the name escapes me), we had a late lunch (CATFISH!) at the Peach Orchard. Yum! I haven't been to the Peach Orchard since I was a kid. We enjoyed it thoroughly. Tim and I agree at this point that this was shaping up to be one of the most fun anniversary weekends we've ever had.

The road was loooonnnng back to civilization. If you don't believe us - just ask Mom. Ha! We parted ways with Kenny in Henrietta and reluctantly rode the rest of the way into Wichita Falls, not really ready for the fun day to end. It's like that when you're having fun riding a motorcycle -- you want the road to go on forever.

And, we were having fun.

Here are a few pics I managed to take despite the wind.

Wichita Falls Toy Run 2008

November 22, 2008
Wichita Falls, TX

We began our Thanksgiving vacation by leaving Fort Collins Thursday night (the 20th) and drove all night to Wichita Falls, Texas. The roads were clear but the winds howled out of the west the whole trip and it was bitter cold. In Amarillo, we stopped for breakfast at the Cracker Barrel. Before leaving town we made a quick stop at Tripp's Harley-Davidson where we purchased a couple of t-shirts. We arrived in Wichita Falls in the early afternoon. It was good to see the folks. Mom had a great stew simmering on the stove. We had stew and cornbread for supper and brownies for dessert. YUM!

Today we celebrated our 37th wedding anniversary by riding with Dad for the first time ever in our first organized ride. TedJr rode with us, too so that was another first. We gathered at Memorial Stadium in Wichita Falls to register for the ride. Upon arrival, I had the pleasure of meeting John Bailey aka Snapshot. I've been reading John's excellent Blog for months now and nabbing pics of Dad when he posts them. We posed for pics with a Biker Santa, met lots of friendly people and generally had a great time.

John's Blog: http://www.jjskewlstuffii.blogspot.com/

The ride was from the stadium to downtown Wichita Falls where we donated our toys and socialized some more. I met a good many of Dad's friends, including Bob who rode his scooter all that way. Afterwards, we met at P3 for Famous Enchiladas of course! (TedJr and Lamesa's treat). We dined with other bikers who had ridden in the Toy Run today as well.

Of course, the day wouldn't be complete without a stop by Red River Harley-Davidson for our free T-Shirts and some shopping.

Here are some pics of our great day. Some pics are courtesy of John Bailey - thanks John.

All Souls Day Ride

November 2, 2008
Fort Collins, CO

Yesterday while we were out and about, we noticed a couple of roads we haven't been down in the Loveland area, so we rode over there today and checked a few of them out. The main road we were interested in was one that went to Carter Lake. What a great ride! It was cloudy and cool but never cold, even when we went up a few thousand feet. The road we traveled took us on to Flatiron Reservoir and a neat little campground we didn't know about with a couple of cozy camper cabins. We stopped at the little campground and stretched our legs. A road went up from the campground to another lake named Pinewood Lake. The road ends there so we back-tracked a bit. We ambled down country roads into Longmont where we stopped for gas and coffee. We chatted with another older biker for a bit. As we were leaving Longmont, yet another biker came roaring up right next to us as we were stopped at a light. He and his little dog were out for a ride. The dog was sitting in his lap and looked like he was having a great time. Too funny. We weren't quite ready to call it a day so we rode east across I-25 and south through the bedroom communities of Firestone and Frederick. These towns used to be sleepy little farm towns. Now, they are stacked with row after row of new houses. On the way home, we stopped at a Popeye's Chicken on the interstate for supper. Tim tied it down on the back of the bike and we ambled on back to the house, where we lit a fire in the chiminea and enjoyed a beer or two and chicken. What a great day!

All Saints Day Ride

November 1, 2008
Fort Collins, CO

Our Saturday ride took us out of the drive about 11 am, up and over the tooth, into Masonville, on to Loveland and beyond down a few roads we haven't been down before. The main street of the little town of Berthoud was under construction and muddy. Nope, that wasn't too much fun. We had coffee at the McDonald's in Johnstown and watched a good many motorcycles pass by. We were not the only ones out - it was a perfect day for a ride.

Dad rode with a large group of bikers from north Texas and Oklahoma to the Veterans Hospital in Oklahoma City today. On this annual Spook Run, the bikers fill backpacks with toiletries and candies and deliver them to veterans. He said they had a tour of the hospital and got the opportunity to visit with some of the veterans. I'm looking for pics of the event -- stay tuned. The return ride included a stop by Jake's Ribs in Chickasha, OK and Chaps My Ass leathers in Medicine Park, OK.

Hallowen Ride 2008

October 31, 2008
Fort Collins, CO

We have been blessed with a long Indian Summer. Hallowe'en Day was warm and clear. The Ride took us to our favorite Mexican food restaurant for lunch, Tortilla Marissa's. I had a birthday coupon to spend. We had nachos and quesadillas. Afterwards, we stopped for a little window shopping downtown Fort Collins. We knew we needed to get home and get a few things done as we were entertaining later in the day but we managed to sneak in a short ride by taking the long way home. The pics don't show anything in particular but are indicative of how great a day it was.

Saturday Flat-Land Ride

October 25, 2008
Fort Collins, CO

Yes, it was a little chilly Saturday morning in Colorado. So, we simply lingered a little longer over our coffee before heading out about 11am. When we rolled the ride out, our neighbors Al and LeAnn flagged us down to chat for a few minutes. They snapped a few pics of Tim and myself (without helmets this time).

The plan for this ride was to have no plan. We thought we'd head out on Hwy 287 south and look for another pumpkin patch. The further south and the more aligned we became with Longs Peak, the harder the wind blew. We finally decided to get off Hwy 287 and headed out on Hwy 52 east. We stopped at High Country Harley-Davidson for a pit-stop, had a cup of coffee and browsed around.

We continued east to Fort Lupton and then turned north again on Hwy 85 which took us back through Greeley. We still had winds but not as vicious as they were blowing on the west side of I-25. As the shadows began to grow long, and the temps began to drop, we stopped in the small town of Eaton for ice cream before heading back into Fort Collins. We arrived home just after 4 pm.

Our flat-land ride today took us up and down a few country roads we have not traveled before, past farm houses, corn fields, pumpkin patches and small lakes, down roads lined with trees whose branches are beginning to look bare.

Total mileage this trip = 121 miles

Saturday Ride

October 18, 2008
Fort Collins, CO

The amber-hued skies and crisp morning air of Autumn in Colorado beckoned...

We left the house about 10 am but not before neighbor Al snapped a few pics of us ready to ride in front of our spooky Hallowe'en lawn display. With no agenda, we rode south and west to Longmont and stopped at the Rocky Mountain Pumpkin Ranch festival. It's mostly for kids, but we stopped and roamed around through the pumpkins (every size and variety you can possibly imagine). The young man who was helping park cars, found a good spot for The Ride and put a No Parking sign next to it so no one would park too close. Ha! I had a taste of pickled green beans in the produce market. YUM! I think I'll go back and get some. They were in glass jars and I sure didn't want one of those to break in the saddle bags. The ceiling of the produce market was filled with bunches of Indian corn. There was a hay maze and a corn shuck teepee for the munchkins, many of them in costume. Too cute!

We rode west to Lyons and stopped at Wild Bills for lunch. Lyons is a favorite biker destination. The day was so nice, we headed west and up and before we knew it we were at Estes Park. It was a bit windy and on the chilly side on the peak-to-peak highway just as we lined up with Long's Peak. Half of Colorado was in Estes Park. We rested for a spell, chatted with a woman biker who had ridden up from Boulder. She was fun and interesting -- said her boyfriend spends a good many weekends on his own. He doesn't ride. Ha! We strolled down main street to stretch our legs and to get a scoop of Bluebell ice cream, one of the few places in Colorado you can get Bluebell. Afterwards, we rode down to Lyons by a different route and home. We got home about 4 pm.

The digital camera's memory card reader bit the dust this weekend, but here are a few shots.



Total Mileage = 132 miles

Unless, we get a long Indian Summer, this is likely the last mountain ride this year.

Dad rode solo, over 200 miles in north Texas and Oklahoma. He ran into a woman in a Waurika cafe who recognized him as a Patriot Guard rider. She is the mother of a soldier who was killed in a helicopter crash recently. Dad rode with the Patriot Guard when the soldier was deployed. The Patriot Guard provided escort to the reservation where he was buried. The woman wanted to buy his lunch, but Dad declined. Still, a heartfelt thank you for the little one can do to show respect from someone who has lost so much is all the vindication one needs to do what feels right.

Poudre Canyon Ride

October 4, 2008
Fort Collins, CO

Gray skies could not keep us from riding this day. The Poudre Canyon, as many of you will know, is a favorite drive for us. We've driven it many times, we've camped along the Poudre River, fished it, hiked it, had countless picnics, one of our favorite watering holes is at the top of Cameron Pass, but this was the first time we rode it together on the motorcycle. And riding through the canyon with nothing but sky overhead and the walls of the canyon looming large puts a dimension on it that is hard to describe.

This remarkable ride is literally out our front door. It's only a few minutes to Ted's place, a favorite supply stop for anyone enjoying the Poudre and the first place inside the Colorado border for Wyoming folk to get a Lotto ticket. The road through the Poudre Canyon winds along the river over Cameron Pass and if you follow it far enough to Walden, Colorado and further on Steamboat Springs. We can't wait to do that next year -- but the weather forecast was a bit ominous (snow) for the high country so this day we rode the canyon to the Stove Prairie cut-off and followed the twists and turns, ups and downs back into Masonville where we stopped to rest and shop at Nostalgic West leathers. After that, we rode into Loveland, stopped at The Village Inn for pie and coffee before heading back into Fort Collins.

The skies were gray so the pictures reflect that... plus, this ol' digital camera is getting a bit cranky. But, there are enough good pics of the road to give you an idea of how great the ride is. Check it out Dad - did I mention this ride is just over the first hump? And the short version of it is just over 60 miles.

Total Mileage = 67 miles

Saturday Wyoming Ride

September 27, 2008
Fort Collins, CO

About mid-morning we hopped on The Ride with a loose bearing of heading north-west in mind. We thought it might be a fine day for a ride up the Poudre Canyon or maybe Wyoming. As we suited up we noted that the day was somewhat overcast. Clear skies was the forecast. We were thinking the weather man missed on his predictions. We took them along, but chose not to wear our leather jackets, a fact we somewhat regretted a few miles out as the morning stayed gray and chilly.

Poudre Canyon is a ride up in elevation so we opted for Laramie which is also a ride up in elevation but it is also across flat lands. We got weak sunshine and a southerly wind on our backs about halfway to Laramie, but it was a nice ride.

Just inside the city limits is an indoor flea market called Bart's, so we stopped to stretch our legs and look through the booths. Tim found a Marcrest plate in remarkable condition for our collection. They wrapped it well and we slipped it into one of the saddle bags and cushioned it with the bike's dust cover. It made the trip home in one piece.

We were hungry! So we rode the streets of town, looking the restaurants over, filled up with gas and rode back to a restaurant called Shari's situated on 3rd Street in the same parking lot as the Hastings book store where we sheltered a few weeks back during a downpour. Neither one of us ever remember seeing it. We were delighted with the food and the coffee at Shari's which we discovered is a chain restaurant in the northwest. We both had a bowl of baked potato soup - very good! then, Tim had a colossal burger (man was it!) and I had chicken and dumplings.

After lunch, we took a look at the clouds building over the valley we just came through and decided against going back the way we came. We know all too well how quickly the skies can change in Wyoming. We rode east on I-80 to Cheyenne. That southerly wind that was on our backs the trip up was now a stout broadside wind. The gusts nearly took our heads off time and again. The few pics I took along the way didn't turn out well, too much wind to hold your hand up and steady.

By the time we reached Cheyenne, we were ready for a rest and a stretch of the legs and another sip of coffee. We had coffee in a thermos in the saddle bags so we stopped at Holliday Park. There, we were delighted to see hundreds of Canadian geese around the little lake. There was a large domestic gray goose and several domestic white geese and ducks as well. We fed the geese animal crackers, which is the only snack we had with us suitable for them.

A couple of miles on down the road we found Maverick Motorsports, the local Harley-Davidson dealership and some. We stopped to browse the bikes and the clothing. Tim bought a throttle rest to go on The Ride. Afterwards, we decided the wind might not be as bad on Hwy 85 as on I-25 going home so that's the route we took. Basically doing the trip the way we had a few weeks ago, only in reverse. We stopped one more time in Ault to stretch our legs and rolled into Fort Collins about 5 pm.

We spent the evening on the patio with a beer and a fire in the chiminea, talking about the fun we had on our ride today.

Total mileage = 196 miles.

TGIF Ride - Just Out Our Front Door

September 26, 2008
Fort Collins, CO

Today we took a quick TGIF ride up and over Horsetooth Dam and wound our way back on Lory Lake Road and Overland Trail. This amazing ride is literally out our front door, about 22 miles and takes just over half an hour. It was a beautiful morning for a ride.

The weekend plan is to ride (day trip) somewhere tomorrow, we haven't decided exactly where yet. Maybe up the Poudre Canyon, maybe over to Laramie - who knows? We say we'll hang around here Sunday and get a few things done -- but I wouldn't bet on it - if the weather is fine. LOL!

The yard is covered in leaves, it needs weed-eating and mowing and some of the flowers need cutting back. The gutters are full of leaves. the squash and maters need picking. The house needs a good cleaning -- blah-blah-blah. I think it should be written somewhere when you buy a Harley that you should move into a GARAGE so there are no mundane chores to worry about. Ha!

Colorado Weekend - Day Four - Road Home

September 24, 2008
Fort Collins, CO

Colorado Weekend - Day Four - The Road Home

We were less eager to rise this morning, because this was the day we had to return to reality and home.

After a continental breakfast, and a last chat with our new Georgia friends, we packed up the bike and suited up for the ride home. We thought about going back the way we came but, nixed that idea. Been there, done that. We thought about the route through the mountains which would take most of the day, but storms were already building and agreed that wasn't such a great idea. Finally, we decided - ride I-25 to Denver and we'll figure it out when we get there. The ride went well. It was early so the traffic wasn't bad. It was cold at Monument Hill and going over the Palmer Divide.

We stopped for donuts and coffee at the Krispy Kreme just off of C-470 and I-25 in Denver. There, we decided to ride C-470 around the south end of Denver, go through Golden and take Hwy 93 on to Boulder. This was a pleasant drive, one we've made several times - just never on a motorcycle. We stopped for a coke and a short rest in Boulder and made the trip into Fort Collins fairly quick.

It's been a long time since we've had such a good time in the mountains. We have The Ride to thank for that. This will likely be the last long weekend of the summer, but there are plenty of short rides just out our back door and we're looking forward to each and every one of them.

Total trip Mileage = approximately 616 miles

Colorado Weekend - Day Three - Bishop Castle

September 23, 2008
Fort Collins, CO

Colorado Weekend - Day Three - Part Two - Bishop Castle

More about Bishop Castle
http://eagleriverpewter.com/history.html

Colorado Weekend - Day Three - The Ride

September 23, 2008
Fort Collins, CO

Colorado Weekend - Day Three - Part One - The Ride

Once again, there are too many pictures for a single slide show so I've split this day into two posts: The Ride and Bishop's Castle.

We rose a little later than the day before, grabbed a quick bite at the continental breakfast bar at the motel, said hello to our new friends from Georgia and headed out about 9 am. Today, the idea was to head south toward Canon City and San Isabel Forest...

I won't say we were lost (because, as Dad always says, we still had gas), but we spent a while driving the streets at the base of Cheyenne Mountain. We found the entrance to the Cheyenne Mountain Zoo and Seven Falls, noted the direction of Helen Hunt Falls, drove past the vast estate of the Hotel Broadmoor, I saw the statue of Will Rogers on the side of the mountain and more. We finally back-tracked to where we might have made a wrong turn and sure enough found Hwy 115.

It was a great morning to be on the road. By the time, we neared Florence, it was time to gas up and stretch our legs. We stopped at a Shell Station, apparently the best place to fill up a motorcycle because there were about twelve in the parking lot and at the pumps. We filled up, and rested a while at a picnic table while many more bikes stopped or passed by in groups and pairs and singles. One biker we met, pulled in next to us. While chatting, Tim found out he was originally from Wichita Falls. He had been in Colorado about twenty years.

Next stop - San Isabel Forest and Bishop's Castle. The morning had warmed, so we shed our leather jackets, a decision we somewhat regretted a few miles down the road. The road near Westcliffe turns south into San Isabel Forest. We had forgotten the road went over Bigelo Divide (Summit about 8000 or so in elevation) so it got cold quick. Bishop's Castle is about 12 or 13 miles into the forest on the west side of the twisting, turning road. It was a great ride. We haven't been to the castle for several years and were eager to see the progress.

Soon, we rounded the bend in the road and laid eyes on the castle. Across the highway, was a long row of parked motorcycles and lots of people walking around in leathers. The castle has grown considerably over the years and the story is interesting. It is a castle, made from native stone, the handiwork of three generations of the Bishop family over nearly 40 years. The castle started as a stone cottage for the Bishop family in 1969. They lived in primitive conditions for many years. We explored and climbed and marveled like most of the kids running about. We did not climb to the top. It is 160 feet to the top of the tallest tower.

We enjoyed the visit until some liberal left wing lunatic started spouting anti-American hate speech to the crowd. We made the last few rounds and left along with the rest of our fellow bikers before we killed the SOB. We drowned him out with the horn and the sounds of motorcycle engines. Too bad. The castle operates off of donations... they didn't get any money from most of us that day.

The road took us past San Isabel Lake, as peaceful as ever, eventually out of the forest and onto the high plains into Colorado City where we stopped for a stretch at the rest stop beside I-25. We met a couple at the rest stop, up from Austin and on their way to Estes Park for a week. The man graduated from Old High (WFHS) in the sixties.

We rode I-25 north into Pueblo. I said we have to stop at The Cracker Barrel to eat. Imagine my surprise, when Tim drove past the Cracker Barrel to The Outpost - Harley-Davidson Dealership. The place was packed with bikes and people. The dealership was having their annual open house, HOG party and bike rally. We mingled in the crowd for a few minutes until the too loud rap music drove us inside. We bought a couple of t-shirts and left soon after. I threatened Tim with his life if he rode past the restaurant again. ha!

After a good meal and a little rest at The Cracker Barrel, we rode I-25 back into the Springs. Relaxing in front of the motel for the last evening, we visited with the folks from Georgia and a biker lady from Iowa who pulled up a chair, with her cigarette and mixed drink and asked if we knew a better way back to Iowa than through Kansas or Nebraska. We thought this was a trick question. Tim showed her the east-west highways out of Colorado on the map. Nebraska requires the wearing of a helmet across their state so we figure they took I-70 east across Kansas. We watched two young deer haphazardly cross the street at dusk and graze for a while in front of the motel. We were still full from our late lunch so we walked to the Subway down the street and had an ice cream in a waffle cone before turning in for the night.

Total mileage - Day three - approximately 195 miles

Colorado Weekend - Day Two - Garden of the Gods

September 22, 2008
Fort Collins, CO

Colorado Weekend - Day Two - Part Three - Garden of the Gods

Colorado Weekend - Day Two - Cripple Creek

September 22, 2008
Fort Collins, CO

Colorado Weekend - Day Two - Part Two - Cripple Creek

More about Cripple Creek

http://www.cripple-creek.co.us/