“I'll tell you where. Someplace warm. A place where the beer flows like wine. Where
beautiful women instinctively flock like the salmon of Capistrano. I'm talking
about a little place called Aspen." - Lloyd Christmas (Jim Carrey), Dumb
and Dumber 1994.
That’s right. I’m in Aspen. Well, today I was. I have retreated back to
Glenwood Springs for the night because accommodation is expensive in Aspen. I
had to come back out this way to leave tomorrow anyway. Aspen is the vacation spot for all the
Hollywood celebrities. The houses on the hills around there are massive. Some of the roads around here are still closed
so I had to hire a snow mobile and guide to take me up into the mountains to a
place called Maroon Lake. The mountains behind are called the Maroon Bells. Very
famous spot for photographers. Most photographed mountains on the Northern
Continental United States. Apparently it
is elbow to elbow around the lake in summer but because I came at the wrong
time, I had it all to myself. Still pretty impressive though. Aspen is at an elevation of about 7900 feet
so we are pretty high. The air is crisp and clear and the sky is incredibly
blue. The pictures don’t do it justice... again, I am starting to sound like a
broken record with that saying.
This is what the Maroon Bells look like in summer.
On the way up here this morning, I stopped in
Grand Junction CO, for fuel (Gas), they look at me weird when I say “I just
have to pay for some fuel” Petrol is worse, they haven’t got a clue. I have to
say Gas straight off or it becomes like ground hog day for me, repeating the
whole thing again with Gas instead of fuel. I haven’t come across a service
station that lets you pump first. They are all ‘Pay before you pump’. You just have to go in and give the attendant
an amount $50, $100, whatever and they give you change back at the end. I also
had breakfast here and went to Walmart and bought some new shirts.
I also bought another TomTom from a Pawn shop
in Grand Junction today for $40. My other one was useless. I have been
navigating old school with a map for the last 3 days. Good fun and no problems
but a bit difficult trying to read a Rand McNally Atlas spread out over the
steering wheel while belting down the freeway at 75mph.
I went and visited the memorial to ‘Doc’
Holliday who is buried here in the Linwood Cemetery. After the shootout at the
OK Corral in Tombstone, Doc headed up north, like the Earp’s, and finally ended
up here at Glenwood Springs. It is believed he came here for the hot springs to
assist him with his consumption. He had chronic tuberculosis. He wasn’t here
very long before he was bed ridden for the last 3 months of his life. Dying in
bed at age 36.
Tomorrow, I am heading off in the direction of
Denver but I think I will turn off before then and head south again. Leaving Glenwood
Springs, I get to travel through the Glenwood Canyon. This is the most
remarkable feat of engineering. From all reports from the locals, it is an
incredible journey.
Lloyd: You're it.
ReplyDeleteHarry: You're it.
Lloyd: You're it, quitsies!
Harry: Anti-quitsies, you're it, quitsies, no anti-quitsies, no startsies!
Lloyd: You can't do that!
Harry: Can too!
Lloyd: Cannot, stamp it!
Harry: Can too, double stamp it, no erasies!
Lloyd: Cannot, triple stamp, no erasies, Touch blue make it true.
Harry: No, you can't do that... you can't triple stamp a double stamp, you can't triple stamp a double stamp! Lloyd!
Lloyd: [hands over ears] LA LA LA LA LA LA!
Harry: LLOYD! LLOYD! LLOYD!
hahahah. glad your having fun daddy ! skype you soon! x Al.
Haha, you had me there for a moment with the postcard shot!
ReplyDeleteYeah, I might have to come back in the Autumn or Summer. Bit dissapointing in the winter. Still nice though.
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