Garden of the Gods

    Cathedral-like spires of red rock over 3 million years old, sculpted through time by erosion.  These huge magnificent rock formations are amazing, Monica said to Kent.  Let's take some pictures, said Kent.  And so another wonderful sunny day in Colorado, which means "red" in Spanish, was joyfully experienced.
And what is life all about other than a series of dizzying experiences (good, bad, ugly, AND beautiful)?  Being in the presence of the "Sleeping Giant", "Balanced Rock" and the "Tower of Babel" instantaneously incited awe and enchantment!  Following our hike, we ended up at a bar and grill in historic Manitou Springs, oohing and ahhing over chicken quesadillas with mango salsa.


  
The best part of our day was night.  We had dinner with my old college buddy, Lindy and her beau, Steve, in Bloomfield, before retiring to our digs at The Hilltop Guesthouse.  The Hilltop boasted the serving of "British meals";  Lindy and I wondered just exactly what a British breakfast might be; I guessed tea and bisquits, and Lindy said grilled fish with it's head still attached...hahahaha....the only thing British about the scrambled eggs and bacon was English tea served in teacups, not mugs.   End of story.

Back to Alaska...tally ho!