

It's funny because I talked to someone on Friday about floating in his boat on the river today. That's obviously not happening, which is unfortunate, it would have been fun. I do hope the weather improves soon though. I am ready for summertime!


This is Rio, my friend's dog that I took for a walk where we saw the ram. I love this dog so much! He's adorable and well trained and he's actually a rescue dog--not the kind that was rescued, but the kind that does the rescuing. During the winter he and his owner Cory work at the ski area nearby on ski patrol so he's trained to find people in the snow and stuff like that, which I think is pretty cool.
This is the picture of the ram. If you look really closely, it's on the hillside, just off center. Rio got pretty excited about it. And so did I--my first big wildlife sighting of the summer.
Yummy!!
This is from Friday when they were loading the pig into the smoker. They towed it through town on the fork lift and I didn't have my camera but I made my friend Bohb snap this on with his phone because it was too good a photo opportunity .
Here it is at Tommy's getting ready to be pulled apart by some manly men.
The butchers.
Molly, Bohb and I having a grand time at the luau.
That's what people keep telling me: "welcome home." I smile big and say "thank you" because that's all that needs to be said. Creede became my home away from home the moment I arrived last summer and it's the same for 99% of the people who come here and so when I return after being away for nine months, they know what it means for me. The winter certainly didn't seem to fly by at the time, but as soon as I drove into town on Monday evening, it felt as if I had never left. I feel as if I've been here all along; I've slipped right back into my life here as if the last nine months away was just a dream and I woke up as if from a good night's sleep. Don't get me wrong, I was glad to spend the winter at home and see my family, who is more important than anything. But being here is just...right. So, needless to say, I couldn't be happier. Plus, the weather is BEAUTIFUL.
Snowy mountains on the loonnnng drive from Denver.


We couldn't get over how awesome it was and got sort of giddy and giggly like we were "high on rainbows". It was pretty funny and a little bizarre. The brighter one was a full rainbow and at one point the lighter one was too, but it faded a little.
The whole crew. One of Erica's friends came with us with her three kids and one extra.
Before you get to the caves there is this animal farm type area where there are deer you can feed and all sorts of pheasants and a peacock and a duck pond.
It was actually sort of difficult to get the kids away from the duck pond. I think they just liked throwing things at them. Devin was rather taken with the peacock.
All the caves have names. I think this is the first one. That woman down there was forcing her frightened child to go into the cave because he wanted to go there so badly he's going in whether he likes it or not.
There was a lot of climbing involved. And it was hot. But it was very cool in the caves. It was very different from what I was expecting. I thought it would be big caves you just walk into and walk around. But they were mostly just crevasses you had to crawl around and duck and waddle through. It was really cool.
This is the view from Wolf Creek Pass on the way to Durango. The view is amazing and rather impossible to capture with a camera.
The Olde Tymer's Cafe where Molly and I had lunch. It was pretty good, even though my friend who lives in Durango calls it the "Old Slimer's".
This is one of the bars we went to Monday night. Before that we were at the Balcony watching a guy sing and eating delicious fried pickles.
I realize most of this post is about where we ate but we didn't actually do much else. This is where we had breakfast the next day, it was real tasty.
This is a poster I thought Grampa Spike should have but I couldn't buy it so I took a picture of it instead.