Before we left Manitou Springs for Cañon city, we went riding in the Garden of the Gods. It was glorious. Perfect.
Steve’s horse was called Easy – and it was. Mine, Santa Fe, needed to know who was boss. I had him eating out of my hand very soon! Couple of pics here. Difficult to ride and take photos at the same time.
The road to Cañon City was wide and empty – miles and miles of space and view. We could even see mountains behind the mountains. Huge blue skies and big soft white clouds.
Steve’s horse was called Easy – and it was. Mine, Santa Fe, needed to know who was boss. I had him eating out of my hand very soon! Couple of pics here. Difficult to ride and take photos at the same time.
The road to Cañon City was wide and empty – miles and miles of space and view. We could even see mountains behind the mountains. Huge blue skies and big soft white clouds.
We ate at an original old diner – so hideous it had to be authentic. I had a ‘patty melt’. What’s that? I hear you cry. A porn star or a country and western singer?
While on the subject of food, I have only had one clean plate the whole time we’ve been here. So last year’s hypnosis is still working and I’m allowing myself to stop eating when I’ve had enough. The clean plate was from the Rocky Mountain Oysters, but that’s because it was a dare.
While on the subject of food, I have only had one clean plate the whole time we’ve been here. So last year’s hypnosis is still working and I’m allowing myself to stop eating when I’ve had enough. The clean plate was from the Rocky Mountain Oysters, but that’s because it was a dare.
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