Rocky Mountain High

twin lakes

This past week Jen and I were in Littleton, Colorado to visit her sister Patricia and family (Ron, husband, Louren, daughter, Josh, son, Dakota, dog).  I had never visited Colorado before, save for the Denver airport which apparently doesn’t count, and was anxious to check it out.

We flew out on the Saturday before Easter from San Francisco and into the balmy sub-freezing febricity of the Mile High City, Denver.  It was about twenty-five degrees, farenheit, when we landed with reverse Santa Ana winds blowing briskly.  I’ve never had a white Christmas before, but Easter morning we awoke to a blanket of fresh white snow covering everything.  I could almost hear old Bingo, “I’m dreaming, of a white, Easter…”  Actually, I did find myself whistling Christmas tunes for most of the day.  It seemed the natural thing to do.  We attended the Rock of the Southwest church that morning to remember the death and resurection of our Savior, Jesus Christ.  It was a good service and nice to spend time worshiping with family we don’t often see.

Sunday afternoon, after a scrumtralecent Ham dinner, we headed up to a cabin in the mountains for some, as Elmer Fudd would say, west and welaxation.  It was about a two hour drive through Rocky Mountain mining country and we passed through old towns with names like Rush and Leadville.  The snow had already begun to melt by that time, but there was still plenty on the ground to make the drive up a beautiful one.  The cabin was up on the side of a hill with an awesome view of the Twin Lakes in the foreground and snowcapped peaks in the background.  When we arrived at the cabin we did…nothing.  Well, virtually nothing.  We napped, we ate, we read books, we relaxed.  It was awesome.  We spent Sunday night there, and Monday afternoon took a nice hike beside a rushing creek and saw more great mountain views.  We were bummed to have to head back home Monday evening, but Ron had to get back to work and the kids had school.  Details, details.

The rest of the week consisted of sleeping in late, watching a lot of TV, and eating at good restaurants.  They have DirectTV and Jen and I discovered the best channel ever (after ESPN and the History channel):  the Game Show Network.  GSN, as all of us in the know call it, runs old game shows 24-7.  Card Sharks?  Got it.  The Newlywed Game?  Yes.  Match Game?  You better believe it (though that one is pretty lame).  Watching as much as we did, we learned two important things.  Number 1:  Press Your Luck (No whamies, no whamies…) is the third best game show of all-time, behind Jeopardy and the Price is Right.  Number 2:  Richard Dawson is the creepiest human being who ever lived.  Who ever lived!  Its impossible to overstate this.  Was it really ok in the years from 1976 to 1985 to force yourself on female contestants as long as you were the host?  How this man was not locked up in a pervert asylum is inexplicable.  I don’t know, was he?  [quick Wikipedia search] No, he’s apparently living quite comforably in Beverly Hills, with his wife he met on Famly Feud!  Must have been the brown three piece suit.  (A point of clarification for those who don’t remember the years of 1976 to 1985, Dawson would routinely kiss every female contestant, often repeatedly.  It was really gross.)

Other than maxing and chillaxing…well, that’s pretty much all we did.  Except for Wednesday.  Wednesday Jen, Patricia and I drove down to Colorado Springs to visit a friend of Jen’s and to check out the Focus on the Family headquarters.  Its an impressive facility.  In the shadow of Pikes Peak, to quote the video we watched, the facility is four large brick buildings that house the broadcasting facility, business and administration offices, bookstore and other such stuff.  Besides checking out all the stuff about the history of FotF, which was pretty cool, and all the things they do, we got to record our own radio show…sort of.  FotF produces a radio show for kids called Odyssey that teaches morals and godliness through stories and drama, usually involving Mr. Whitaker and his ice cream shop, Whits End.  In the Odyssey area of FotF, which is pretty cool (ok, how many times have I said something was “pretty cool” in this post?  I need some new adjectives.  How about “which was pretty keen”?), more so if you’re between the ages of 3 and 10, they have a little studio where anyone can star in there own radio show.  They record it and put it on a cd for you to take home and show your friends.  Jen and I played to two speaking roles, while Patricia created the sound effects as the foley artist.  It was a lot of fun.  Eventually, I will post our show so you can listen and tell us how we did.  After that we visted the bookstore so Jen could buy some Odyssey cd’s for her class and see what else they had to offer, which was a lot.  Imagine, a christian bookstore of that size and no Your Best Life Now books or boardgames!  It was great!  We had a good visit with Jen’s friend Albert and his wife and baby after that and then headed back to Littleton.

We were supposed to get a big blizzard on Friday, about 10 to 16 inches of snow, which Jen and I were pretty excited about.  Needless to say, our hosts were less enthused about the prospect.  I awoke Friday morning and headed upstairs in hopes of finding plenty of the white stuff blocking the doors.  Unfortunately, the storm missed us and we didn’t get even a dusting.  It was probably for the best, as we were flying out the next day.  Despite the lack of snow, the weather all week was pretty cold and windy.  So of course the day we were to leave the clouds fled and sun shown brightly.  Such is life in the great Rocky Mountains.

All told, it was a great trip.  We had good times with family, saw buffalo, elk, and prarie dogs in their natural habitat (sort of…the prarie dogs were actually in a big field in the middle of town) ate some alligator, and enjoyed another part of our beautiful country.  Who needs dope when you’ve got a Rocky Mountain high!

(More pictures and video coming soon!)

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6 thoughts on “Rocky Mountain High

  1. Anna

    well now I really want to go to Colorado, it seems all my friends are moving there…perhaps we should go check it out too, glad you guys had fun!!

  2. Wow, for not doing much, you sure got a lot done! Sounds like you two enjoyed a nice recharge!

    I LOVED Press Your Luck! There was something evil about seeing the funny whammie cartoons on the screen and watching the contestants lost it all!

  3. Sounds like a fun and relaxing trip – glad you both were able to do that!!! Colorado is amazing I think! I am jealous of the snow you got to see! I too LOVE GSN – it is my fav – I am very partial to the game Lingo and LOVE Press Your Luck!

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