My camera's been giving my fits; hope I've got it corrected.
Anyway, Sandy's sister and her son and granddaughter arrived Thursday morning and we've been hopping!
I did a step-on tour of Mesa Verde, which had bus problems, so I got home with little time to spare to clean up and meet Lynne and Perry Lewis of Rimrock Outfitters to go on an evening ride with them. 'Twas great! Brandon, Mazzie and Sandy rode with Lynne and Wes (their hand, who was a hoot, too). Vel and I rode up with Perry (who's also a hoot) in the chuck truck. The riders went over the fields and through the woods and, by the time they reached the camp, Perry had potatoes, beans and apples ready to eat, followed by steaks cooked to order over an open fire. Afterward, as the world turned gold with the setting sun, Lynne and Perry serenaded us (she on the guitar and vocals, he on the washtub bass and grunts). Beautiful. Peaceful.
Friday's journey was to Mesa Verde ... a long day. We did Spruce Tree House midday ... the trail down (shown) was hot, but the ruin was in shade and cool. Cliff Palace in the late afternoon was still hot, but our guide kept us mostly out of the sun.
Gotta run, it's off to Cortez Farmers Market and then to the Silverton Train we are. tv
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