Gas Food Lodging

This morning we planned to have an early breakfast and one last swim before heading out. The pool did not open until 7:30 so we watched the staff as they readied the area for the crowds that would show up during the day. The pools at this early morning hour were calmly letting off puffs of steam into the cooler air. The early morning group of swimmers are primarily senior citizens. They swim laps, they walk up and down the pool, they visit and they relax their bodies in the warmer pool. George and I soon joined them and spent over an hour relaxing and walking, slowly swimming, and pulling each other through the wonderful water. I thought of my mom and how I would have loved to have brought her here. I would have held her in my arms and floated her little body through the healing waters and she would have been so happy. Her bones would have warmed and she would have been able to stretch and feel her whole body.
It was finally time to leave and our next stop was in Aspen for lunch and a quick walk around the town. What a beautiful place and it was certainly full of beautiful rich people. We went to the Farmer's Market where everyone had their dogs with them. Dogs I had never seen before, or never seen in person before. Well groomed. Expensive dogs. As we were walking around the market we noticed there were far more things for sale then fruits and vegetables. In fact, one booth that sold jewelry had people crowding in to purchase items. A little necklace went for $120. We were a bit flabbergasted that people go to a Farmer's Market to spend that kind of money. Only in Aspen.
Our first ride of the day was Independence Pass. The pass crosses the Continental Divide at 12,096. It was a fabulous ride. Breathtaking-long expanses of roads rolling up and down mountains. Our final ride was Battle Mountain Pass. Another wonderful experience.
We are spending the night in Frisco, Co. The rides have been terrific and the towns that are sprawled out along the way are all just filled with great restaurants, shops, and all sorts of outdoor activities.
First thing this morning I saw this sign: Gas Food Lodging. I think Meryl could play me. William Hurt (with a few more pounds) could play George.
Back to Utah tomorrow. We are beginning to turn the bike homewards. Jenson