Most people have a mental list of experiences they'd like to have before they die--the so called 'Bucket List' (things to do before you 'kick the bucket'). I didn't really have such a list but I've always wanted to see the cliff dwellings of the Anasazi. I learned about these fascinating places while in university (many moon ago).
Back in the spring, when we discussed our visit, Geoff said he wanted to do a road trip with their new Subaru to test it out. I suggested the cliff dwellings in Mesa Verde. Melissa discovered they were the ones on my bucket list. Sweet! The park is close to Four Corners where Arizona, Colorado, New Mexico, and Utah meet so Glen bought into the trip as the region is famous for hantavirus and plague outbreaks.
It's about a seven hour drive to Durango, a town close to the park where we planned spending two nights. It was great travelling through a different part of Colorado. The highway snaked through canyons following the Arkansas River, passing the Royal Gorge where Glen visited as a child. The river, 6th longest in the US, is a tributary of the Mississippi River and flows from mountains in Colorado to Napoleon, Arkansas. Some pronounce its name Ar-KAN-ses, while others call it Ar-ken-SAW. Both are correct.
Near Cañon City, the river was full of hundreds of rafters. The rapids we saw weren't scary--not like what we experienced in Costa Rica (see Whitewater Rafting)--so it might be worth trying sometime. The scenery was spectacular. However, we didn't stop as our destination was the town of Salida (se-LY-de and means 'exit' in Spanish) for lunch. Due to a confusion as we exited the I-25, we arrived well after Geoff in this pretty town. Melissa had spotted a sign for the riverwalk where she thought we could have our picnic. She texted it was off C Street. Who knew there were two parts to C Street and one that was nowhere near the river? By the time we had sorted out where we had to go, they had finished their lunch and the kids were playing in the playground. It was a wonderful place as the tall cottonwoods shaded most of the park.
We crossed the Rio Grande on our way to Durango. This river also begins in Colorado (San Juan Mountains) and flows into the Gulf of Mexico forming most of the border between the US and Mexico. Apparently it is great for fishing as we saw many outfitters along the highway.
Then we began to climb into the mountains and through Wolf Creek Pass. It has a very steep grade but the Santa Fe had no problems. Neither did Geoff's Outback except something popped at the summit which scared the heck out of them. Turned out, the bottom blew out of a bag of chips. We stopped at the town of Pagosa Springs (famous for its hot springs) for gas at a less than savoury station. The bathrooms were wobbly porta-potties and the gas pumps were so old Glen had to ask how to work them.
Durango is a tourist town now but was originally the depot for the Denver and Rio Grande railway which serviced the San Juan mining district. It was named after the town in Mexico. We stayed at the Best Western Plus Rio Grande. Our rooms were adjacent and near the pool so very convenient. It was also right at the edge of downtown so we could easily walk to restaurants.
After checking in, we headed out to a restaurant one of Melissa's friends recommended. Her mom is a local policewoman so we figured she must know. There was a 20 minute wait at Steamworks Brewing Co. but we felt it would be worth it. About 5 minutes later, it became a 40 minute wait so we arrived at the right time. The place was huge with a large elevated patio. It was about 35ºC (95ºF) so we were glad to be seated in the AC. They had a blackboard list of their beers and all the numbers you needed to get what you wanted (ABV, IBU, SRM). Since I had no clue what these numbers meant, I ordered the Steam Engine Lager and it was perfect. Glen had Colorado Kolsch and Geoff ordered Backside Stout and each was happy with their choice. Melissa had to ask for a wine menu but they had a great selection. The kids had lemonade and a special menu which Miles modified by adding his favourite toppings to the plain cheese pizza (and we didn't have to pay extra!). Our food was excellent although I had to have my veggie pizza boxed as it was huge. Our room had a fridge and we had also brought a cooler so it became lunch on Sunday.
After the kids learned that a buffet breakfast doesn't mean you must sample everything, we did the hour drive to Mesa Verde Park (created in 1906) (the video on the website gives you an idea of what we saw). We stopped first at the visitor centre to sign up for one of the cliff dwelling tours. We had wanted to do the Palace dwelling (see photo) as it is the most famous but the only tour for all of us was at 4:00pm which was too late. The ranger suggested the Balcony House as it was her favourite. She warned us there was a 35 foot ladder and a narrow tunnel but she didn't think we would have issues. I suffer from vertigo as does Melissa and she is claustrophobic but we decided to put on our 'big girl panties' and signed up. It was $5/person so very reasonable (we didn't know but you could purchase tickets in Durango--next time). So was the entrance fee to the park of $20/vehicle.
Balcony House is on the Chapin Loop scenic drive and the ranger suggested leaving Spruce Tree Terrace café no later than 1:00 to make our tour. The café is about an hour's drive from the visitor centre as there are many stops along the way. The boys signed up for the junior ranger program and had activities that gave info on the past and how different it is from today. We all learned something.
The first stop was the Park Point Overlook (2613 m/8572 ft). There was a short hike up to the fire lookout which gave us an overview of the park. Due to smoke from local forest fires, we couldn't see the mountains of New Mexico. I got a bit winded not realizing we were so high up.
Next stop, the Far View area was a self-guided walk through a mesa-top farming community (10th century or Pueblo II period). Two rangers answered our questions and pointed out features we may have missed. We learned about the dwelling's circular rooms called kivas. These were usually underground and entry was by ladder through a hole in the roof. They served as rooms for religious and social gatherings. In the winter, they were heated.
One question on everyone's mind was where was the water? There were no springs or rivers on the Mesa and the valleys were a long way down the cliffs. The mesa-top people did have reservoirs but most of their water was brought up from crevices in the sandstone cliffs where rain and winter snow-water collected. Women climbed the cliffs hauling, in clay pots, this precious commodity.
After having lunch at Spruce Tree Terrace (limited menu) and refilling our empty water bottles (yes, I actually drank plain water), we left the area that was also the trail head for several hikes, Spruce Tree House, and the Chapin Archeological Museum. We headed into the Mesa Top loop to find the Sun Temple outlook because of its view of the Palace cliff dwellings. When I saw the dwellings, I got a bit teary-eyed as they were all I had wanted to see and more. We also explored the Sun Temple.
The next loop in the road, the Cliff Palace loop, took us over these cliff dwellings but we didn't stop as we had to reach the Balcony House in time for our tour. This drive runs along the Colorado/Arizona border through a modern Pueblo Native American reservation.
Balcony House was built in the Pueblo III era (12th century) and Ranger Pete, a retired English teacher, was our guide. He again warned about the ladders and the tunnels and I began to wonder if I had made the right decision. He ended his talk saying if the ladders were too scary, we could retrace our steps but miss seeing the house. That clinched it. I was not going to miss seeing what I had always wanted to see.
You must go down to go up and we descend two long metal staircases. It was very hot by now, 38ºC/98ºF but I had on a big hat and a long-sleeved shirt which gave me some protection from the sun. Yes, the ladder into the house was tall but very sturdy. I followed Melissa up and was surprised when I clambered into the cliff dwelling no worse for the wear. The dwelling was amazing. Out of the sun, it was cool and we saw the water that brought life to the mesa. We crawled through a tunnel to the kiva and Ranger Pete told us about the people who lived there. Apparently they believe a 70 year drought forced them to leave the dwellings in the 1300s.
Another ladder and set of stairs took us back to the parking lot. Glen and I were pretty winded from our climb but proud we did it. He was especially thrilled he could scramble through the tunnels. That's what a new titanium hip gives you.
Miles wanted to do the tour again but we had to head back to the hotel. First though, we stopped at the visitor centre so he and Elijah could get their junior ranger badges. Miles had studied the Ancestral Pueblo in school and declared seeing it in person was much more meaningful. Yay!!
On the way to Durango, Melissa confessed to feeling ill so she let the boys swim while she took a nap. We decided to try a different place for supper and ended up at the Irish Embassy pub. When they didn't have potato-leek soup, Melissa returned to their room to convalesce. She didn't miss much. Glen and I had the toughest corned beef ever. Pretty bad when the best thing about the dish is the cabbage.
We headed back to Denver the next day stopping again in Salida for lunch. Geoff and Melissa discovered Sweeties Sandwich Shop near the park and bought us some great eats. I had the Parthenon which was a Greek vegetarian sandwich and Glen had Rob's Roast Beef. I think Geoff had the Rio Grande and Melissa a Caesar salad but I can't remember what the kids ate. After they had a quick romp in the park, we booted it for Aurora.
Tuesday, July 31, 2018
Sunday, July 22, 2018
Road Trip, Part One
My mom loved road trips! I share her passion although I don't keep a packed suitcase in the trunk of the car for when the urge strikes. Our favourite road trip, as those who read this blog know, is down to Aurora, Colorado to visit our grandsons (see Road Trip '16 --And Back Again, Helena, Herc, Helena, and Oh Yes, Wyoming). This summer, I felt Mom was with us as we drove the Interstates.
The first leg of the journey is to Helena, Montana. We stopped just before the border for lunch which turned out to be a wise move as the wait was over 30 minutes at Coutts/Sweetgrass. As usual, we hit storms raging across Montana but this time no hail and the Santa Fe had no problems with the winds. We always eat at Buffalo Wild Wings in Helena and enjoy Lewis & Clarke Amber Ale which is a great way to begin a holiday.
Sheridan is our next stop but this time we decided to check out a different restaurant. Frackelton's received 5 stars so we went there. We were ushered into the back room of a building that began life as a hardware store with the offices of "The Sagebrush Dentist", Dr. William Frackelton, upstairs. We started our dinner with calamari and a couple of pints of Bomber Mountain Amber from the Black Tooth Brewery The Ruby Red Trout sounded appealing so we ordered that. Later, we discovered that it is a farm-raised trout fed a diet of either shellfish or naturally-coloured fish meal to give the flesh the redness of salmon. Who knew?
The next day was the final push to Aurora, arriving around 3:30 in the afternoon. It was great seeing everyone but we didn't let any grass grow under our feet as the next morning we were off fishing. Melissa had a noon meeting so didn't join us. First stop was getting some flies and fishing licenses at Cabela's. While Geoff hunted for the flies he wanted, we started the license procedure. Turns out even though the system knew us from licenses we had bought a couple of years ago, they needed our passport numbers to process the licenses. The guys at the desk did all they could to expedite this but no government person was willing to by-pass the computer system. However, our time there wasn't a complete waste because I bought a long sleeve shirt and Geoff got a nice fishing vest.
We had a picnic lunch at the river then Geoff fitted out the boy's rods. Miles caught a stick on the first cast and both of them snagged their hooks on rocks. Glen and I were busy helping them so didn't miss not being able to fish. The deer flies were biting which became annoying. Some young men (apparently I am the only person who uses this phrase, according to Elijah) offered me their insect repellent and referred to me as Ma'am. I only ever hear this in the States and on this trip, I heard it several times. I know it's because I'm old but I'm embracing this deference from 'young men'.
Finally, the flies got to us so while Geoff (who was wearing waders) did his 'fly fishing' in the river, we sat in the car. We came home empty-handed but had not counted on fish for supper so it didn't matter.
Melissa had booked us to see the Dead Sea Scrolls at the Denver Natural and Science Museum the next day. We arrived early so we could see our favourite dioramas. While learning about the various ecosystems in Colorado, a volunteer alerted Melissa to an exciting viewing on the terrace. We love the terrace as it offers the best view of the city of Denver. But this day it was set up with telescopes focussed on the sun. One to capture sunspots (none were found) and one to see solar flares. The flares were amazing--I'd never seen them through a scope before and it blew me away. Thanks to the volunteers who gave us great information.
Glen had seen the Dead Sea Scrolls when he was Elijah's age but I had never seen them. What an amazing display! The only problem was the place was packed so shuffling around the display case became tedious. Also there was an awful lot of information on pottery before you reached the scrolls so my brain became saturated. Lunch was to be at Fat Sully's Pizza but it was at 40 minute wait so Melissa suggested a nearby taco place called Machete. Good call! Lobster tacos? Who knew? I had shrimp and tilapia tacos while Geoff lamented the fact they had taken tongue tacos off the menu. I'm sure they were tasty as everything else was excellent. We had a seasonal beer from a local brewery which had a definite grapefruit taste that paired well with the spicy tacos. The boys played football afterwards ( see photo) and Glen was thrilled he could participate more than he'd done in the fall.
Wednesday was the Fourth of July. A family in Geoff's neighbourhood hosts a pancake breakfast and bicycle parade. He also provides streamers and flags so everyone can decorate their bikes. We didn't have breakfast there but did watch the kids prepare for the parade and we met them as they returned. Each participant also received a frozen treat. What a nice idea to celebrate the day. Later, we brought beer and salad to Geoff's friend, Brady's house and had a barbecue pot luck which was lots of fun.
The first leg of the journey is to Helena, Montana. We stopped just before the border for lunch which turned out to be a wise move as the wait was over 30 minutes at Coutts/Sweetgrass. As usual, we hit storms raging across Montana but this time no hail and the Santa Fe had no problems with the winds. We always eat at Buffalo Wild Wings in Helena and enjoy Lewis & Clarke Amber Ale which is a great way to begin a holiday.
Sheridan is our next stop but this time we decided to check out a different restaurant. Frackelton's received 5 stars so we went there. We were ushered into the back room of a building that began life as a hardware store with the offices of "The Sagebrush Dentist", Dr. William Frackelton, upstairs. We started our dinner with calamari and a couple of pints of Bomber Mountain Amber from the Black Tooth Brewery The Ruby Red Trout sounded appealing so we ordered that. Later, we discovered that it is a farm-raised trout fed a diet of either shellfish or naturally-coloured fish meal to give the flesh the redness of salmon. Who knew?
The next day was the final push to Aurora, arriving around 3:30 in the afternoon. It was great seeing everyone but we didn't let any grass grow under our feet as the next morning we were off fishing. Melissa had a noon meeting so didn't join us. First stop was getting some flies and fishing licenses at Cabela's. While Geoff hunted for the flies he wanted, we started the license procedure. Turns out even though the system knew us from licenses we had bought a couple of years ago, they needed our passport numbers to process the licenses. The guys at the desk did all they could to expedite this but no government person was willing to by-pass the computer system. However, our time there wasn't a complete waste because I bought a long sleeve shirt and Geoff got a nice fishing vest.
We had a picnic lunch at the river then Geoff fitted out the boy's rods. Miles caught a stick on the first cast and both of them snagged their hooks on rocks. Glen and I were busy helping them so didn't miss not being able to fish. The deer flies were biting which became annoying. Some young men (apparently I am the only person who uses this phrase, according to Elijah) offered me their insect repellent and referred to me as Ma'am. I only ever hear this in the States and on this trip, I heard it several times. I know it's because I'm old but I'm embracing this deference from 'young men'.
Finally, the flies got to us so while Geoff (who was wearing waders) did his 'fly fishing' in the river, we sat in the car. We came home empty-handed but had not counted on fish for supper so it didn't matter.
Melissa had booked us to see the Dead Sea Scrolls at the Denver Natural and Science Museum the next day. We arrived early so we could see our favourite dioramas. While learning about the various ecosystems in Colorado, a volunteer alerted Melissa to an exciting viewing on the terrace. We love the terrace as it offers the best view of the city of Denver. But this day it was set up with telescopes focussed on the sun. One to capture sunspots (none were found) and one to see solar flares. The flares were amazing--I'd never seen them through a scope before and it blew me away. Thanks to the volunteers who gave us great information.
Glen had seen the Dead Sea Scrolls when he was Elijah's age but I had never seen them. What an amazing display! The only problem was the place was packed so shuffling around the display case became tedious. Also there was an awful lot of information on pottery before you reached the scrolls so my brain became saturated. Lunch was to be at Fat Sully's Pizza but it was at 40 minute wait so Melissa suggested a nearby taco place called Machete. Good call! Lobster tacos? Who knew? I had shrimp and tilapia tacos while Geoff lamented the fact they had taken tongue tacos off the menu. I'm sure they were tasty as everything else was excellent. We had a seasonal beer from a local brewery which had a definite grapefruit taste that paired well with the spicy tacos. The boys played football afterwards ( see photo) and Glen was thrilled he could participate more than he'd done in the fall.
Wednesday was the Fourth of July. A family in Geoff's neighbourhood hosts a pancake breakfast and bicycle parade. He also provides streamers and flags so everyone can decorate their bikes. We didn't have breakfast there but did watch the kids prepare for the parade and we met them as they returned. Each participant also received a frozen treat. What a nice idea to celebrate the day. Later, we brought beer and salad to Geoff's friend, Brady's house and had a barbecue pot luck which was lots of fun.
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