We continued the rest of the way up the side of the mesa after church to spend the afternoon enjoying Grand Mesa. It reminded me of summer days in Minnesota, bright blue skies with huge fluffy clouds, white barked aspen reminder of the northern paper birch, cool breezes, mosquitoes whining and the smell of insect repellent. We even found some orange columbine like we have in the north woods. We did only one longer hike, back to Lost Lake. It was a great trip over fairly good trail and a neat little lake at the end, tucked away at the bottom of a hollow.
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| patches here and there of old dirty snow |
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| Karl geo-caching |
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| Karl at dandelion lined road |
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| Lost Lake, worth the hike |
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| orange columbines along the trail |
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| waxy blosoms |
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| water cascading down into Mesa Lakes |
Evening found us back in Cedaredge for a evening of laughter and music with Gordy Pratt at the Apple Shed. It was a memorial concert for his aunt and a fund raiser for humane society. A very accomplish musician, he also made us baby boomers laugh at our aging. An evening well Karl enjoyed roaming the Apple Shed Gallery which is owned by the family of the deceased. They also showcase the wines and hard ciders with their family label. An interesting and fun evening.
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| Gordy Pratt: the fabulous One Guy (Victor Borge of guitar) |
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