December on the Colorado front range

We left our Thanksgiving winter wonderland of Wisconsin a day after six inches of snow fell. The roads weren’t exactly inviting to the Cloud King, but westerly we must trudge on for the lovely month of Denver in December.  Or as it’s known to us silly folk, Denvember.

Oh the weather outside is only moderately treacherous and therefore not as frightful as it could be.

Oh the weather outside is only moderately treacherous and therefore not as frightful as it could be.

Nail-biter weather!

Cruisin' slow, so everybody sees...uh, hello?

Cruisin’ slow, so everybody sees…uh, hello?

By evening time, Iowa was offering a lovely sunset to gaze at from the highway.

Iowish Sunsetter.

Iowish Sunsetter.

19 hours later, we arrived in Colorado for some front range frolicking!  Everyone in the rockies gallivants around like a band of willow-wisps, you know.  It’s like having a second job, without the income.

Foothills reservoir.  That's pronounced "vwah" at the end, ok?

Foothills reservoir. That’s pronounced “vwah” at the end, ok?

We got to see our pal Mo Valdez of Lastleaf Printing down in Pueblo!  Always such a pleasure to hang for even a little bit with this stellar human.

O'Death.  O'Lastleaf.

O’Death. O’Lastleaf.

Into a Denver of lions we go!

Cap Hill rooftop view.

Cap Hill rooftop view.

Traffic.  Not just a musical group.

Traffic. Not just a musical group.

Somewhere in there we found time to record a song with our friends The Haunted Windchimes!

Layin' track, bud!

Layin’ track, bud!  “Wyoming” recording at Sugar Sounds Studio in Colorado Springs.

The sting of Chooch's belt.  On our souls.

The sting of Chooch’s belt. On our souls.

Later, back in Puebs, we got to spend quality time with Inaiah and Desi from the ‘Chimes.

Stripes!

Stripes!

OK.  Eastern Colorado, that sure was fun!  How about we wait for the blizzard to hit, and head over two massive mountain passes while the storm is in full swing?  That sound good?

Visability is infinite today!

Visability is infinite today!  La Veta pass, southern Colorado.

Five hours of 30mph driving through this.  We got over Wolf Creek Pass to the western slope and were greeted by far more favorable conditions…

Was it ever even snowing? Wolf Creek Pass.

Was it ever even snowing? Wolf Creek Pass.

And on to Durango to wrestle with the kids!

Wrastlin' with Ella & Nils

Wrastlin’ with Ella & Nils

In the blink of an eye, we were already leaving Durango, gone, and in Arches National Park.

Breath of fresh air.

Breath of fresh air.

But more on the return trip in the next post!

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Boats & Bluegrass!

We had a fantastic time playing and hanging out on the Mississippi River last weekend at the 11th annual Boats & Bluegrass Festival in Winona, Minnesota!  Here are some pictures from the weekend’s adventures.

Right before the set…

A little pat pat for good luck…

Our campsite was filled with friends the whole weekend through.

Kumbaya dudes. Kumbaya.

We took a canoe ride across river, down several channels to a remote beach.  Felt like a Mark Twain novel!!  Chooch’s paddle broke within the first 30 seconds of being on the water, so Bash muscled that sucker the whole way.  Tickets to that gunshow…were free.

Look ma, no paddle!

Pretty near the sandstone there.  😉

Beauteous bluffths!

We rounded the corner, and came upon a sweet surprise show by the Boyz In The Barrels!  Boats and Bluegrass, indeed.

Beach Boyz in the Barrels!

Lazy afternoon enjoyment at its best.

I got sand in ma undies!!

Exhausted and hap-hap-happy.  End of the weekend weakened warrior.

Dozing next to Mitch’s big orange awesomeness.

Sunday afternoon found us back at Pagoda Springs Farm, lounging with friends and playing some disc golf…

Chela, this is our howwwwm!

Good weekend!

Ebert gave this movie one thumbs up.

We’re off to Chicago, St. Louis, and Cleveland over the next ten days!  Stay tuned, friends!