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.
Cruisin’ slow, so everybody sees…uh, hello?
By evening time, Iowa was offering a lovely sunset to gaze at from the highway.
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?
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.
Into a Denver of lions we go!
Cap Hill rooftop view.
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! “Wyoming” recording at Sugar Sounds Studio in Colorado Springs.
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.
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! 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.
And on to Durango to wrestle with the kids!
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.
But more on the return trip in the next post!