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“Morning Has Broken” is playing on the sound system as I sit down to eat breakfast at a bistro in Buena Vista. It’s a unique off the wall establishment that reflects a modern hippy vibe that is popular in my generation. Indeed, this place, Mothers and Daughters Bistro and Bar, seems to be run by…
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Lunchtime, Cripple Creek. I’ve just avoided hitting about 72 senior citizens standing outside casinos. Trust me, it wasn’t easy. I’ve also inhaled a pack of cigarettes and I don’t smoke. One hundred and twenty-one years later and the vices are still hanging around boom town! So I stopped for a ham sandwich, which is good…
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Well, on every trip I have one of these — a wasted day. No, not wasted as far as activity is concerned but instead wasted in terms of emotions and brain cells. Quite frankly, neither was well used today. I’ll explain. The day started bright and early at Pueblo Lake State Park — 4:50am early.…
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It’s the end of my second day in Colorado, first full day here and it was a busy one. I went from exploring an old coal mine west of Trinidad to eating at a restaurant called Grub Steak, to museum hopping and interviewing in La Veta and Walsenburg. I learned a lot about coal mining…