Monday we did an old-fashioned July Fourth Creede, CO, small-town celebration: parade in the morning, cookout in the evening, fireworks after dark. If you want to get in the mood, click on Ray Charles's America on the playlist. Some parade scenes:
There were vehicles.
Girls on horses.
Girls on mechanical bulls.
Walking around our RV park, we had seen several RVs with inflated Uncle Sams (there's a metaphor for ya) tied to 4-wheelers. Well, they were in the parade.
A fine time was had by all. We enjoyed our group's hamburger and hot dog cook-out, then watched the town fireworks from about a mile away at our RV park.
Tuesday was departure day. We had planned to head over to Westcliffe, but, for various reasons, we decided to go to Denver via Tuzigoot where we would take Sterling to the airport for his flight home and also have a quick visit with Jeff and family. Also pick up some of Mandi and Paul's belongings they are going to store with us as they move to NYC. We drove as far as Cotopaxi, on the Arkansas River, US 50,and spent the night there in a throwback KOA - not designed for big rigs. But, they had a mini-golf course, pool table, swimming pool, and basketball court, all of which Sterling and I availed ourselves.
Next day, en route to Denver (actually Chatfield Lake and Highlands Ranch) we stopped at Royal Gorge. Next report.
Rob and Susie