Creede

Creede downtown. Yes, it is rush hour. That’s the client on the right, the theatre.
Last week we had a three mile commute (round trip) from the campground to the client in Grand Lake. This week, more driving, we have a ten mile round trip.

Creede

Got in a traffic jam today, just as we entered town. A fishing guide, pulling a drift boat on a trailer, had pulled his truck alongside another truck to roll down the window and talk. We had to drive around.

Creede

The town of Grand Lake is named after the largest natural lake in Colorado, Grand Lake. The lake is fed by the Grand River, except it’s not called the Grand River anymore, they renamed it the Colorado River. I guess they could have followed it downstream, renaming everything else too, but decided not to. Grand Lake, Grand County, Grand Junction, Grand Mesa, Grand Canyon. From Grand Lake to Creede, a 300 mile mountain day. From Northern Colorado, right down the middle, to Southern Colorado. From the headwaters of the Colorado, past the headwaters of the Arkansas, to the headwaters of the Rio Grande. A river Day. Only one high mountain pass, Fremont, 11,200, right before Leadville. Pretty much all downhill from there, except for Poncha Pass into the San Luis Valley, but that’s not even 10,000 feet high. Creede. What a place. It looks like a movie set. Not just the town, everything.

Grand lake

From the second floor window of the administrative office of the repertory theatre in Grand Lake, I look out the window to the alley across the street where we played catch with the football at the first family reunion back in 1985. As I recall, Joanie was hucking it and we were taking turns going deep. Leatherwood was the name of the lodge. Grand Lake is still Grand Lake.

Newsflash!

We got through an entire click-it-or-ticket weekend; a three hundred mile drive; without a single traffic violation; not a single unrestrained wife.