Bright and early (once again), Steve and I packed up the truck and made our way to Ouray, Colorado. We made good time so stopped for a picnic at Black Canyon National Park on the recommendation of Steve's cousin Tom. We started at the top and worked our way down to the river. It was very cool, very worthwhile.
While we were walking down the sidewalk having one of our random conversations, I stopped mid-sentence. There, before my very eyes was the most adorable puppy dog I'd ever seen EVER. You'd think all puppies were cute until you saw this one. He was the puppy love of my life. I nearly wept that he belonged to someone else. I made a bee-line for the pup, and nearly forgot to ask the dog walker if I could pet him. He was so cute, so soft, so perfect. I didn't get a picture of him, but he looked something like this:
So ok. Enough about the puppy. The stupid thing about it is...I don't even really want a dog. (google image)
We stayed late for the Jeep parade and fireworks. Basically, a bunch of Jeepers (is that a word?) congregate at the top of the mountain, attach sparklers to their grills, and parade through Main Street before the fireworks start. The fireworks were beautiful coming down from the mountains, lighting up the little town. It was a bit rainy and cold, but fun and snuggly-like.
What better way to end an intense day of Jeeping then relaxing in a hot spring, right? I've always wanted to sit in a hot spring. I was expecting a mineral-rich hole in the ground, but I guess that's not how hot springs come these days. The ones we saw are privately owned and are more like warm swimming pools. We asked a local where the best hot spring was and he directed us to this posh little hotel with attached Aveda Spa. There was a pool-like hot spring in the yard that was a perfect temp. Then in the lower level of the facility there was "secret" cave.
We spent the night at this strange little B&B type place in town.
More to come!