Mayflower Gulch, Frisco, and Vicki Harvey, July 11
Again, I am sorry to be two days late on this blog entry, but I have had no Wifi connection for awhile and am catching up now properly. Have not heard from any of you in a while, so hope you are doing well. Please write sometime!
Vicki Harvey, a good friend of mine whose sons had taken German with me while they were at St. John's and who has now left Dallas to move to (possibly) Boulder or Golden, Colorado or Bellingham, Washington, had been spending a few days in Boulder and had called to see if she could meet Ann and me for a hike. We were, of course, euphoric about seeing her again, especially I, who had not properly said goodbye to her when she left Dallas. We met her at a gas station across from Copper Mountain Ski Resort and took her on one of our favorite hikes to Mayflower Gulch. It is less than six miles from Copper Mountain and comprises a 2-3 hour hike. There are views of the Ten Mile Range and enough ruins of Colorado's mining past to interest those with industrial interests. Among mining artifacts were tailings from old mines and a dilapidated ore chute. Weather was gorgeous and held the entire time, and the wildflowers in the meadows were amazingly plentiful and riotous in color.
After the hike we were off to Frisco for a well-deserved lunch at the Boatyard, where I had a burger and sweet potato fries. After lunch, I treated us all to ice cream and we listened to a man singing and playing guitar and watched people throwing frisbees back and forth. The establishment also sported a collection of carved wooden animals and Colorado memorabilia, most of it quite tacky, but interesting nevertheless. After perusing a bit more of Main Street, we said goodbye to Vicki and left for Leadville, while Vicki traveled back to Boulder. Great to connect with Vicki once again, and in case any of you are friends with her on Facebook, you can see photos of the three of us both at Mayflower Gulch and in Frisco.
Vicki Harvey, a good friend of mine whose sons had taken German with me while they were at St. John's and who has now left Dallas to move to (possibly) Boulder or Golden, Colorado or Bellingham, Washington, had been spending a few days in Boulder and had called to see if she could meet Ann and me for a hike. We were, of course, euphoric about seeing her again, especially I, who had not properly said goodbye to her when she left Dallas. We met her at a gas station across from Copper Mountain Ski Resort and took her on one of our favorite hikes to Mayflower Gulch. It is less than six miles from Copper Mountain and comprises a 2-3 hour hike. There are views of the Ten Mile Range and enough ruins of Colorado's mining past to interest those with industrial interests. Among mining artifacts were tailings from old mines and a dilapidated ore chute. Weather was gorgeous and held the entire time, and the wildflowers in the meadows were amazingly plentiful and riotous in color.
After the hike we were off to Frisco for a well-deserved lunch at the Boatyard, where I had a burger and sweet potato fries. After lunch, I treated us all to ice cream and we listened to a man singing and playing guitar and watched people throwing frisbees back and forth. The establishment also sported a collection of carved wooden animals and Colorado memorabilia, most of it quite tacky, but interesting nevertheless. After perusing a bit more of Main Street, we said goodbye to Vicki and left for Leadville, while Vicki traveled back to Boulder. Great to connect with Vicki once again, and in case any of you are friends with her on Facebook, you can see photos of the three of us both at Mayflower Gulch and in Frisco.
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