I spent the last two afternoons panning for gold with my friends Ray and Ron. I don't know if we really found any or not. That wasn't important. It was just a good excuse to play in the dirt, something I haven't done since I was a kid. One thing for certain, the creeks were cold once we approached 10,000 feet.
The mountains around Red River are so beautiful and quiet. There were no atv's in the middle of the week, just an occasional hiker or mountain biker. We found old miner's cabins, groves of Aspen trees, wild flowers and mountain views. This was a welcome break after the last eleven hectic days.
Tomorrow I'll be heading for Colorado with an interview on K-HEN in Salida on Friday morning, The Thunderbird in Florissant Friday night and Bongo Billy's Salida cafe on Saturday night.
2 comments:
Excellent post, my friend, excellent!
Congratulations.
Thanks for the comment. P.J.B.
Post a Comment