A little slow out of the blocks....
6/18/08
We got it all together for an early (0540) departure from home for the DFW airport, only to sit through the first 2 flights from DFW to DEN (Dallas-Ft Worth to Denver). Third time's the charm, as they say, and we had seats side by side in which to doze on the 2 hour flight to the mile high city. Already Emily is a trooper - no whining at the early go or missed flights. We just picked up our bags and moved from gate to gate.
Once in Denver, it was a simple and pleasant transfer to the bus system RTD down to the Aurora Park n Ride, where we missed our intended bus due to some confusion on Daddy's part, and waited half an hour for the next one. So it took about 45 minutes and 12$ to get from the airport to the storage unit; not bad.
A little bit of a squeeze, getting things stowed - I'm packing an extra set of hiking boots in anticipation of the National Parks, and there are the bags we brought on the plane, etc, but in the end, it all fit and off we go into traffic on I-25 north to Wyoming.
Passing Ft Collins I took the US287 cut-off (yes, Emily, the same US287 that passes our house!) with the intention of doing a little out and back on CO14 into the Colorado State Forrest State Park (no typo, that's what it's called), but I got turned around at the gas station and missed the exit. All's well though, as the clouds were thickening up and congealing like something nasty and as we headed towards I-80 at increasing altitude and decreasing cover, there were numerous lightening strikes and micro-bursts. As the evening was approaching and the weather was getting worse, not better, I opted to roll into Laramie, Wy and call it a night.
We got it all together for an early (0540) departure from home for the DFW airport, only to sit through the first 2 flights from DFW to DEN (Dallas-Ft Worth to Denver). Third time's the charm, as they say, and we had seats side by side in which to doze on the 2 hour flight to the mile high city. Already Emily is a trooper - no whining at the early go or missed flights. We just picked up our bags and moved from gate to gate.
Once in Denver, it was a simple and pleasant transfer to the bus system RTD down to the Aurora Park n Ride, where we missed our intended bus due to some confusion on Daddy's part, and waited half an hour for the next one. So it took about 45 minutes and 12$ to get from the airport to the storage unit; not bad.
A little bit of a squeeze, getting things stowed - I'm packing an extra set of hiking boots in anticipation of the National Parks, and there are the bags we brought on the plane, etc, but in the end, it all fit and off we go into traffic on I-25 north to Wyoming.
Passing Ft Collins I took the US287 cut-off (yes, Emily, the same US287 that passes our house!) with the intention of doing a little out and back on CO14 into the Colorado State Forrest State Park (no typo, that's what it's called), but I got turned around at the gas station and missed the exit. All's well though, as the clouds were thickening up and congealing like something nasty and as we headed towards I-80 at increasing altitude and decreasing cover, there were numerous lightening strikes and micro-bursts. As the evening was approaching and the weather was getting worse, not better, I opted to roll into Laramie, Wy and call it a night.
The intersection of 287 and 80 offers many choices in accommodations, from Holiday Inn, to Motel 6, to local establishments. I picked the later, though I'm not sure exactly what attracted me to the Ranger Motel, Bar & Discount Package Store (yup, all in one. If it'd had a whore house and a grocery attached I'm not sure anyone would ever leave). We dumped our stuff and went to explore.
Emily's keen eye noted a 'Hemp Clothing Store' near-by, so there was our first stop. Interesting. I hadn't been in a head shop since my Navy days in Key West nearly 30 years ago. I think the same woman was working there. After checking out the equipment and posters (same and same) Em selected a couple of beads and hemp twine with the intent of making souvenir bracelets. Then it was across the street to Kmart for aisle walking, and over to Qubota for, as Emily put it, Subway gone Mexican burritoes. Burritos. Whatever.
Not a long day in the saddle, but a long trail from DFW to Laramie WY
and a longer one tomorrow.
posted by Randy Masters at 6:12 PM
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