TRIPPIN' THROUGH THE ROCKIES Part Two

TRIPPIN' THURSDAY
In everything there is a season, and a time to every purpose...in our latest season, with only a vague plan and a touch of creativity, we're off on another adventure. Half of this twosome is retired; my half will probably never know what that means. I promise to share.

Nana, Sadi, and peacock

So much for it being the ugly time of year in Trinidad, Colorado. But wait...before that fateful exit day, we took a day and drove to Pueblo, CO, to go to the zoo.

Pueblo, CO, has been tagged as the worst city to live in that state. I

Sadi and otter

can't say one way or the other about that, but they do have a nice little zoo Sadi thoroughly enjoyed. The two legged creatures were also very friendly. Lunch at the local

Daddy and baby

Village Inn was mediocre with horrible service, but we got free pie. Can't beat that!

Sadi loves the stairs in this 1886 home

We awoke the morning we were to leave to five inches of snow. and it was still coming down. We had expected a little snow mixed with rain. Granddaughter was running through the house singing, "it's snowing, it's snowing! Nana, Papa, Daddy, it's snowing." Mommy was running with her. No time for tearful goodbyes. The Raton Pass is infamous for shutting down in inclement weather so we hurriedly packed the car, caught a little of

Part of the stairwell

Sadi's delight, and beat feet.

Snowy awakening

There were two accidents and three spin outs in the pass. Luckily the accidents were in the lanes heading into Colorado. It was white knuckle driving for a short while. By the time we reached Santa Fe, it had turned to rain.

I love car trips over flying, even with weather. In fact, I love riding in the rain and snow. I hate driving so I'm lucky the husband enjoys it. We drove through snow, rain, sleet, fog, sun, and back into rain and sleet, and etc. That part of New Mexico/Arizona is barren for the most

Snowy retreat

part, but it's Indian country so there are some fun sites. Love the signs claiming dinosaur bones and footprints. Not saying it isn't true...

Now, Frank and I are working hard to get the not-a-farm-anymore, spruced up to sell. No plans to go trippin' anywhere next week. For now anyway...