A Visit from Karen

Day 1 Sunday
Karen came in from Denver on Saturday night.  Sunday Karen wanted to go for a hike in the High Country.  So we drove to a hike on Boreas Pass just past Breck.  The hike is on Black Powder Pass.  We had to drive 9 miles up a rough road to get there.  It's a beautiful drive with lots of vistas.  The hike started at an old abandoned railroad at about 12000 feet.  There were lots of wildflowers.  We were up in the alpine country.  It was beautiful.

Sisters

Karen on the edge

Monday in Georgetown

On Monday Mark had to work so Karen and I decided to explore Georgetown, just 20 miles east of Dillon.  We wanted to take a ride on the narrow gauge train.  We enjoyed the train ride and then went into Georgetown to have lunch and explore the art shops.  Of course, I fell in love with a couple of pottery bowls and added them to my collection.  I now have my souvenirs of the trip.

We returned to the condo about 5, had our gin and tonics on the deck, and decided to go for a walk before dinner.  We ran into a really nice couple on the walking path and invited them to the Tiki Bar down on the Marina.  They were from Dallas and had been coming to Dillon for years.  They had lots of stories and information to share.  All of a sudden we looked at the sky and saw a rainbow, and then a double rainbow.  It was incredible.  Luckily, my camera was able to capture these views.

See the rainbow?

I'm sure it is a sign.  Is it about our last week in Colorado?  Will Mark take time off?  Who knows?  I see your vote so far favors IBM over vacation.  I hope you're wrong.  I hope I'm wrong.

Tuesday in Breck
On Tuesday morning, Mark left for a meeting in Dallas.  Karen and I took a nice walk on Ten Mile Creek.  We then went into Breck for a historic walking tour and lunch.  We decided to skip the gondola ride up the mountain and returned home exhausted.  That evening, we went to a choral concert in Silverthorne.  Appropriately, they sang "Climb Every Mountain"  and "The Hills Are Alive with the Sound of Music".  It was a fitting end to the day in the mountains.  Karen left the next morning.  It was lots of fun having her visit us.

Ten Mile Creek