A not so dry run

Our first time loaded to the gills with the trailer, headed to Chalk Creek outside Buena Vista, CO, in the rain, almost the whole time.

We started at a Cat Scale in Wheat Ridge. We realized quickly how quick we are to frustration when doing something new, and it’s not going like we expected.  Did you know you have to push a button for the scale operators to run the scale?  Did you know they are the same people who are running the busy registers in the convenience store?  Did you know it can take five minutes for them to bother to get you weighed while a huge line of semis who need weighed for work builds and waits?  We didn’t.

After we got our results, and called the Ford dealership to confirm some calculations, we were on the road.  To be very honest, it’s great driving in CO when the rest of you jerks are at work. It’s really nice!

Got to our site at the Chalk Creek RV park, set everything up, and looked at each other.  WTF do we do now?  A bike ride around the RV park, great!  Five minutes around the park and we’re back at our sight, staring at each other.  The answer is so simple, BEER!  A little excursion to Eddyline Brewery for chips and salsa, and of course beer.  Then back to the trailer (maybe going to call her Francis?) for dinner, Champaign to celebrate our 8^th anniversary, and “Time Bandits” in bed.

I’d like a minute to introduce you to our travel buddy.  A huge thanks to our friends Dave and Brooks for our quasi travel gnome we’ve named ‘Richard’.  If you don’t like this blog now, you’d better click off, cuz here’s a picture of our Richard at Chalk Creek!

Isn’t he just so full of himself? HA!

Day two, we slept in. On a Wednesday. Eat it you working stiffs! Then we went fishing at Cottonwood Lake. We caught a little sun, and watched the fish stare at us from under the water barely registering attractive fishing lures passing by their faces.  Our best chance would have been to snag one of the bastards by the fin.  Succeeding at fishing though not catching, we grabbed some lunch. Some bouldering at Bob’s Rock and more lazy crap at the trailer. Unemployment, err… sabbaticals are amazing.