Friday, August 23, 2013

Cripple Creek good bye mountains

There is not too much more I could push into a day or had pushed back at me. Started good with a great breakfast. Then on to Cripple Creek which is sweet gold rush town. They have have excellent historical information. If you already did not know it, the altitude is higher than Quito. You are reminded when your tooth paste jumps out of the tube.  I was told the mine experience is interesting. Well it was. You pack 8 strangers into a small cage and then drop them down 1000 ft into the middle of the Earth. The guide demonstrated every type of drilling except nitrogen blasting and we got to take home a gold stone. So these are so mine photos


That is the bonny shadow shoot the ore in the mine wall




















I then visited an historic mansion in the next town

When I left there is when the evening took a turn. A mud slide took out a road. The rain was so bad I snuck in behind a truck to have some idea of the road. As I turned toward Cripple Creek.....nothing! So theater

 I had a campground out of town for the night and had left my chair in my spot.  So I relaxed and went to the melodrama.  It the middle of the show, I could hear the thunderstorms. When I left the theater, there was 2 inches of snow from the sleet storm. I went the 5 miles down the road and found a pitch black camp with only the lightening showing the way. I held tight and drove across the new creek and eventually found my camp site but no chair. Grey Goose said that is what an outback does. Samantha was writing a letter to GPS abuse and Stan said I am not sleeping alone. I got in the back and sat for 10 minutes, used the flashlight to try and find the chair. Crack, flash and Grey said the hell with the chair. ?.is the creek rising? 
I got in the front  and we were off back over the creek and through the hail snow 
until the road was closed and then found Walmarts. In 2 hrs the rain stopped, the moon and the parking lot repair crew were out. 
I am on the road and will stop between 4and5 and stay in a motel.  And yes Stan and I slept together.  

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