Greetings readers. Welcome back to the story. Our last chapter went to press on Wednesday, September 14th when we arrived in Monument, Colorado, just north of Colorado Springs. The trip from the Denver area to Monument was uneventful and we got settled into the Colorado Heights RV Resort pretty quickly. We had good weather coming down, but shortly after getting hooked up in our site the thunder started and the skies darkened. By mid afternoon the rain had started coming down steady and we knew we weren’t going out for any exploring. The rain continued on and off all the rest of the day and evening. No real storms, the wind wasn’t blowing and the thunder and lightening stayed in the distance, but the rain was steady.
Thursday, September 15th, we woke up truly cold for the first time since early spring. According to the thermometer in the coach it was 45 degrees outside and 54 degrees inside. Brrrrr. The rain had continued all night and this morning the fog had settled in and we couldn’t see more than a few yards. The weather report said it would be this way all day, so we just planned a stay in day and did a few chores. We got our first mail delivery in almost three weeks so we spent a while sorting and catching up on correspondence. By early evening the fog had cleared some, but it stayed cold and damp all day.
Friday morning we woke up to sunshine! Yea! Still cool, but not quite as bad as yesterday morning. After lunch we headed into Monument to do our laundry. We had 16 days worth of clothes and they were starting to plot a mutiny in the back of the coach, so we decided we needed to take care of it. We found a laundromat in a strip mall in the shopping area that passes for downtown Monument. I would say that Monument exists solely as a bedroom community for Colorado Springs. Lots of houses, a post office, and a few shops. We got the laundry done and were able to pass the time with a very nice local lady who came in to wash her big comforter. We ended up talking to her for the entire 90 minutes or so that it took to do the clothes.
After laundry we headed back to the coach and I had a couple of chores to do. I got one job done and went up on the roof to check out a small leak we had found around one of the waste tank vents. I found that I needed to put some caulk on both of them. By the time I got down, got the tools and stuff I needed it had started to sprinkle. I got the caulking job done just before it started raining pretty hard. I guess this time of year it is common to have afternoon and evening rain even when the day is nice. The rain didn’t last too long, but we stayed in the coach the rest of the afternoon and evening anyway.
Saturday, September 17th we woke up to another cool but fairly clear morning. I spent some time in the morning finishing my setup that I couldn’t do when we got here because of the rain. I washed all the windows, put up the shade screens and flagpole, and got the BBQ set up. Now we are ready for a two week stay. After lunch we headed out with our caching gear to do some local caching. We were able to find eight new caches before the afternoon rain showers started. We quit caching, but we spent about an hour driving around Monument, checking out the area. There is a small, but quaint “original” downtown area about a half mile west of the freeway, near the railroad tracks. We also drove around in the hills to the east of the freeway, where most of the new home construction seems to have taken place in the last few years. There are some huge houses in this area, some of which have killer views of the Rockies to the west, including a very pretty, snow covered Pikes Peak. After our tour we went back to the coach.
Monument has a population of 6,800 and sits at an elevation of 7,135 feet. It was founded in 1872 as a railroad stop on the Rio Grande Railroad and incorporated as Henry’s Station in 1879. The name was later changed to Monument, after the nearby Monument Creek. It is a growing town as a bedroom community for Colorado Springs and is mainly homes and small businesses. There are no large companies or industrial areas in the town, which covers only five square miles.
Sunday, September 18th we had another sunny morning. After lunch we drove into Colorado Springs, about 15 miles south, to Costco to do some bulk shopping. We haven’t had a Costco available since we were in Amarillo back in early August. This Costco even had a liquor store and we were able to pick up a couple of bottles of Absolute for the same price we would pay in California. Yea! Colorado is one of those states where spirits can only be sold in a liquor store, but this Costco had a separate entrance for the liquor store, so it met the legal requirements. We have seen this in other states that have similar laws. Oddly, it is illegal to require a membership to buy liquor, so you don’t need your Costco card to get in the liquor store section. After we got home and put away the Costco stuff we went to the local Walmart to do our regular shopping. We then went home for the rest of the afternoon and evening.
Monday, September 19th, another great morning. After lunch we left to do some more geocaching right here in Monument. In the course of about two hours we had gotten fifteen new finds. Not a record day, but a pretty good one. After caching we spent another hour or so going through some of the small shops in old town Monument. One of them was a place called Retrospect Dry Goods, and it was one of the coolest little stores I have been seen in a while. It was all retro kitsch, everything from tee shirts with 50's, 60's and 70's stars and groups, Elvis lamps, and Marilyn stuff, to brand new AMT plastic model kits of 60's cars. When I was a kid AMT was the gold standard for model kits. They had a brand new replica pedal car from the 50's that looked just like one my brother Dennis had when he was three or four years old. They even had “action figures” from Dark Shadows, the late 60's Gothic horror TV series. I ended buying a corduroy newsboy hat and some retro gum. Remember Blackjack, Clove and Beeman.s gum? I got a pack of each. Blackjack was my favorite when I was a kid. After our shopping we headed home for the rest of the evening.
Tuesday, September 20th, another great Colorado late summer morning. Today we left the coach after lunch and went a few miles south to the United States Air Force Academy for a tour. The academy is located on the north edge of Colorado Springs, in the foothills of the Rockies. Getting onto the base is fairly easy, they ask to see your driver’s license and ask if you have any weapons. I knew we were visiting the base today, so I had taken my handgun out of the car. The guard lifted the hatch in back and glanced in, then let us onto the base. I guess he just looks in back to see if there are large barrels of fertilizer or something in there. Shortly after entering the base we drove past a static display of a B-52 bomber on a pedestal. This was certainly the largest aircraft I have ever seen mounted on a stick, or actually, two sticks.
We stopped at the visitor’s center and spent about an hour in there. They have a 15 minute movie and some displays about cadet life that you can look at. They also have a huge gift shop which we wandered around in for a while. After the visitor’s center I walked the path from the center to the cadet chapel, which is located in the middle of the campus. Jackie didn’t take the hike, she was feeling a little breathy today and the hike was up over a hill. I got some great pictures of the campus and the chapel. These are really the only two places you can visit on the campus. They don’t have an extensive museum like the Army’s West Point, or the Navy’s Annapolis. Of course, the campus looks much more modern and update than either of the other service academies.
The Air Force only became a separate military service in 1947, splitting off from the Army. The USAFA was approved by congress in 1954 and in 1955 the first class of cadets attended classes at Lawery Air Force Base in Denver, the temporary headquarters for the Academy while the permanent facility was under construction. The current campus opened in 1958 and the architecture on the campus is clearly 1950's modern, especially as compared to the other service academies. There are usually between four and five thousand cadets in the four classes in any given year. I enjoyed the tour and can now say that I have visited all three of the military service academy campuses.
After touring the academy we did some geocaching in the area to the east of the freeway, near the base. This would be the north part of Colorado Springs, is was a large high tech business area. I was surprised to see large office buildings for Oracle, a major software design firm, and Lexis-Nexis, the leading legal and public domain on-line research firm in the world. We found some caches in their parking lots. We only cached for about an hour and a half, but we got seven new finds, along with one new DNF.
After caching we drove a little further south into town and visited the Colorado Springs Elks Lodge. This lodge, #309, is an old one, having been chartered in 1896, only a few years after the founding the organization itself. Their current building was opened in 1963 and is a large split level building with a lot of open ballroom space. The lodge has a swimming pool out back, along with RV parking with 13 hookup sites and a big lot for dry camping. The bar is downstairs and is fairly typical 60's design. There were only a couple of people there when we were there a little after 4:00. We had a couple of cocktails, the second of which was on the lodge. We also got a pin for our banner since this was our first visit to this lodge. Both Jackie and I had to chuckle because in the clubroom was an old 50's vintage cigarette machine, they type that had the pull bars to select your brand. I haven’t seen one quite like this one in many years. It was interesting that they had grafted a box to the side of the machine to accept paper money. The old machines only took coins and it would take a lot of coins to get to the $6.25 per pack price on the smokes now. Yikes. I always jokingly tell people that I quit smoking in 1978 when the price of cigarettes went up to a dollar in the machines. After our visit to the lodge we headed back to the coach for the rest of the night.
Wednesday, September 21st, we woke up to a slightly more dreary morning. The weather report told us that today was going to be cool, only in the low 60's, with a pretty good chance of rain. We were not afraid! We went down into north Colorado Springs for lunch at a place called Ted’s Montana Grill which is owned by Ted Turner. We were there to meet our friends, Jim and Pat Goetzinger, for lunch. We first met Jim and Pat back in 2008 when they joined the 100%ers Chapter of FMCA. They are also full time RVers, originally from New Mexico. They are staying at a park in Colorado Springs and when we found we would be in the same area at the same time, we made arrangements to meet for lunch. We had a great time catching up and spent about two hours with lunch. Jim and Pat went back east for all the rallies this summer, so we had to find out how they all went. We will probably see them again in Indio at the Western Area rally in January, although we may cross paths sooner. They belong to some of the same RV park membership affiliations as we do, so we stay in many of the same parks. We last saw them in Indio at Indian Waters RV Resort in January of this year.
By the way, Ted’s Montana Grill was very good, although a little on the pricey side. They specialize in bison dishes, offering their hamburgers, for instance, with either beef or buffalo. I had the beef, Jackie had the buffalo and both were very good. I had never heard of the place, but I have learned that he has 47 restaurants around the country, mostly in the eastern part of the country. There are none in Nevada, California or Arizona, which is where we spend a good deal of our time.
After lunch we had decided that we were going to go see a movie. However, we had about an hour to kill before the movie, so we decided to do a little more caching. We were able to get five new finds in that hour. The exciting part was that, although we didn’t know it at the time, the last cache we got was our number 2,900th find! Yea, another milestone! The next one, the 3,000 mark, will be really special.
The movie we went to see was Contagion, with a lot of good stars, including Matt Damon, Laurence Fishburne, Jude Law, Gwyneth Paltrow, and Kate Winslet. The film is based on a book by Robin Cook and is a medical thriller. The basic plot surrounds a new highly contagious and virulent virus appears in China and is quickly spread around the world, ultimately infecting a quarter of the world’s population and killing 65 percent of those who contract the virus. The story is presented from the perspective of the medical investigators with the World Health Organization (WHO) and the Centers for Disease Control (CDC) in the U.S. The movie was quite good, and, at least from my viewpoint, scarily accurate. In my opinion, the possibility of this movie “coming true” is at the top of a scale of film plots that starts with alien invasion (highly unlikely), world wide nuclear war (unlikely), and the rapid spread of a new virus (likely).
The movie also emphasized the potential for a complete collapse of the social structure of the world when faced with an unknown, and at first untreatable, disease that spreads at an exponential rate. That was probably the scariest part of the whole movie. All in all, a good movie, well made and easy to follow and understand without being condescending. I enjoyed it. After the movie we headed home for the rest of the evening.
Thursday, September 22nd, we woke to a clear but cool morning with nothing on our agenda. We had decided that today was going to be a stay at home day, and we stuck to it. We did a few little chores around the house, but mainly just relaxed and played on our computers. Very relaxing after many days of scurrying around.
Friday, September 23rd the weather report said it was going to be warm and clear - a great day to go to the top of nearby Pikes Peak. The base of Pikes Peak is only ten miles west of Colorado Springs and is the reason that the area is called the Pikes Peak region of Colorado. The summit of Pikes Peak is at an elevation of 14,116 feet, making it one of the 54 “fourteeners” in Colorado. It is also the eastern-most of these tall peaks and the only one where the summit can be easily reached by vehicle. The peak was named for Zebulon Pike Jr., an explorer who led an expedition to the southern Colorado area in 1806. He never climbed the mountain to the top, and is credited with stating that he didn’t think any man ever would.
In 1915 a roadway was constructed from the town of Cascade, Colorado, to the summit of the mountain. The road is 19 miles long and climbs in a series of switchbacks and grades to the top of the mountain. The road has been the site of an annual road race to the top, the Pikes Peak International Hillclimb, since 1916, along with other events, including a marathon. For many years the road was gravel and dirt, however, over the years the lower sections were paved. The very last section of original dirt is being paved this year. The road is maintained by the City of Colorado Springs and we had to pay $12 per person to use the road.
One can also access the summit via a couple of hiking trails, or on a cog railway. The cog railway actually preceded the road to the summit, having been constructed to the top in 1891. It originally used steam locomotives but the train now uses diesel driven motorcars. The line runs from Manitou Springs to the summit along a distance of nearly nine miles. The average grade on the line is 16 percent. When we got to the top of the mountain the train was sitting in the summit station.
The climb on the road was quite steep as well, much steeper in places than you would see on a public highway through the mountains. There are numerous signs cautioning against overheating and telling you to turn off your air conditioning. I don’t think the Jeep got out of second gear more than a couple of times during the climb. The speed limit is 25 mph, and with some of the hairpin turns it got down to 10. It took almost an hour to get to the top and we were watching the car in front of us, an older Saturn sedan, start to overheat at about the two-thirds mark. The driver seemed oblivious to the steam coming out from under his hood. The air temperature went from 74 when we went through the gate at the bottom to 45 degrees at the summit.
We were greeted to magnificent views, both on the way up and once we reached the top. Jackie, with her altitude issues, was getting lightheaded at the top, so she took one quick look at the scenery and then she went back to the car and sat down. I did one virtual geocache at the summit, and also tried to look for one of the two conventional caches hidden at the top. Unfortunately, the regular cache was hidden in an open area that was covered with large rocks and about a foot of snow, so I was unable to find it. By the time I got back to the car I was panting like an old locomotive. The altitude wasn’t bothering me too much if I just walked, but struggling through the snow damn near killed me. We also got another virtual cache a few miles down the road from the summit. We only spent about a half hour at the summit, I wanted to get Jackie back down to an altitude where she wasn’t dizzy. At least she now has a new personal best, she survived over 14,000 feet. The trip to the top of Pikes Peak is one that I am glad we did, one doesn’t get a chance to drive to those altitudes anywhere else. However, it is pretty much a one time thing - been there, done that. I certainly have no intention of hiking up the mountain!
After we got down off the mountain we stopped on the way back in the little mountain community of Manitou Springs. The city of about 5,000 people was incorporated in 1888 and lies on the original road to Pikes Peak. It is also where the lower station of the cog railroad is located. The town’s primary claim to fame is tourism and there is a very quaint main street with numerous shops, inns and restaurants. They are also known for their naturally carbonated spring water, which helped the town grow in the early 1900's as it was touted to have great curative properties. It was late in the afternoon when we came through town, so we didn’t do any shopping. We did get one geocache in town and also stopped at the American Legion for a cocktail. The Legion is in an old gas station on the main street and the folks there were very friendly. We plan on coming back to Manitou for a more extended visit before we leave the area.
After our stop at the American Legion we drove down into Colorado Springs and went back to the Elks Lodge. When we were there earlier in the week we saw that they were having a Friday night dinner, so we came back for that. We had a drink before dinner, and then were served Teriyaki Chicken, a couple of egg rolls, and rice. The dinner was very good and the place seemed to be pretty well packed. We had another drink after dinner and finally left around 7:00 for home. All in all, a very good day of sightseeing.
Saturday, September 24th was another great morning. Or, at least it was until we got into the car after lunch and started driving back to Manitou Springs, the nice town we found yesterday and didn’t have a chance to explore fully. Just after leaving the RV park I noticed that the Jeep’s air conditioning was not putting out any cold air. A little further checking revealed that the compressor was not running - again. We had to repair the A/C back on March 31st, less than six months ago because the condenser coil had sprung a leak. This was done back in Moreno Valley, California. Just a little more than six months prior to that we had the condenser replaced at the Jeep dealership in Pahrump. Needless to say, I was a little pissed off. Now at this moment I don’t know for sure it is the condenser again; there are a number of things that could be wrong, and I won’t know until a dealer can look at it. But if it is, I am going to raise hell with somebody. We probably won’t be able to get it into anyone until we get to Pahrump at the end of October. Fortunately, it is not terribly hot, just in the low 80's today, so we can get by without it. A little uncomfortable, but not overbearing.
We continued on to the town of Manitou Springs, which I talked about in some detail in yesterday’s section, to do some window shopping and geocaching. The town was very crowded, as most quaint mountain towns are on the weekend. We finally found a parking lot just off main street and started walking around. We ended up spending about three hours walking up and down the main drag, looking in shops and sightseeing. We even tried some of the town’s famous spring water, which they have coming out of a couple of public well sites right on the street. It tastes a lot like seltzer, slightly carbonated, and a little salty tasting. Jackie was even able to find a reputable jewelry repair person in one of the shops that was able to fix her gold bracelet, which had broken several months ago, for a reasonable price. We spent so much time shopping, but not buying anything, that it was getting late when we finished. We did manage to do four new geocaches before we decided to head for home for the rest of the day. One of the caches was in a cemetery located at the edge of town and we were surprised to see about a half dozen young male Elk just lying on the ground amongst the tombstones. They didn't seem to be bothered by our presence.
Sunday, September 25th, we had another great day in the forecast so we headed out after lunch to do some geocaching in Colorado Springs. We headed for the downtown area, figuring that Sunday would be a good day since there would be few workers around. The older area of Colorado Springs, around the downtown, is very picturesque, much like we saw in the older parts of Denver. Many of the streets are divided parkways, with a wide grass median and lots of trees. Many of the houses are very nice, turn of the century, homes that would have been considered very upscale in their day, even perhaps mansions. We found a dozen new caches, along with one DNF, before we decided it was just too hot. The temperature was only in the low 80's, but with no car air to cool us off between caches it got a little too hot for us. We spent another half hour or so just driving around looking at neighborhoods before heading home for the evening.
Colorado Springs was founded in 1871 by William Palmer, one of the founders of the Denver and Rio Grande Railroad. It was founded primarily as a railroad town and as a tourist stop for the entire Pikes Peak area. It was specifically platted further down in the valley than nearby Colorado City, which had been around since 1859 because Palmer did not like the rough and tumble nature of the older town. He wanted the town built on relatively flat land to make expansion easier than in the more mountainous terrain of the foothills. Colorado Springs is very much a military town today, with the Army’s Fort Carson, the Air Force Academy, Peterson Air Force Base, Schriever Air Force Base, and the Cheyenne Mountain Air Facility, the home of NORAD located deep inside a mountainside.
Monday, September 26th, I decided not to wait a month to see what the problem was with the air conditioning on the Jeep. I decided that if the problem was the condenser again it was covered by a parts and labor warranty and they might not look favorably on my waiting a month to get it looked at. I found that there was a Jeep dealer, Faricy Boys, only about 10 miles from the RV park. I got up early and headed there to see if I could get it looked at. I got there about 8:15 a.m. and they did the write up for the work. After a couple hours or so the service writer told me that it was, indeed, the condenser and that they had the part in stock. The work actually took most of the day, I didn’t get out until almost 3:30, but they took the time to try and find out what was causing the spate of condenser failures. The service guy told me he though that it was the way it was installed the last time and that it had been rubbing on another part, eventually wearing a hole in the part. He said his mechanic shimmed it and put it back in such a way as it shouldn’t be rubbing anymore. Hopefully we won’t face this same issue again another six months from now. Everything was covered under the warranty except for the extra hour it took to remove and replace our tow bar equipment. Ended up just over $100 and we now have cool air again. Yea!
Tuesday, September 27th, another wonderful morning. Today is our last day here in the Colorado Springs area. We decided to go out to lunch at a Mexican restaurant in Monument, close to the RV park. This place was recommended to us by a lady we met in the laundromat shortly after our arrival in Monument. Since she was a local we asked for a recommendation for a Mexican place and she told us that La Casa Fiesta in the Old Town part of Monument was great. We also found a coupon for the place in one of the local newspapers that gave us half off one entree. We finally went there today and the food was great. I had a shredded beef burrito that was huge and packed with meat. More than enough for a meal. Jackie had a taco and a chili rellano and she said they were excellent also. If you ever find yourself driving near Monument, Colorado and want good Mexican food, head down to La Casa Fiesta.
After lunch we drove south to Colorado Springs to an area on the west edge of town that is called Old Colorado City. Although it is now a part of the city of Colorado Springs, at one time it was a town all its own and it predates Colorado Springs. The town was founded as Colorado City on May 22, 1859, when the Colorado Town Company laid claim to two square miles of land. They envisioned that Colorado City would be a major supply hub via the Ute Pass for the new gold mines in South Park and the Blue River, where major strikes in the Pike's Peak Gold Rush had recently been made. The name Colorado was chosen (the area was still part of Kansas Territory) because the Blue River mines were supposed to be on the headwaters of the Colorado River.
Although the town prospered at first, by the summer of 1860, newly built roads from Denver to South Park and the Blue River had diverted most of the traffic to and from the mines, and Colorado City commerce instead shifted towards serving the agriculture of Colorado's eastern plains. Colorado City was the county seat of El Paso County until 1873, when the courthouse moved to Colorado Springs.
By an act passed on November 5, 1861, the first Colorado territorial legislature, meeting in Denver, named Colorado City as the territorial capital. However, Colorado City effectively functioned as the capital for only five days. When the second territorial legislature met at Colorado City on July 7, 1862, in a log cabin that still stands on Colorado Avenue, they found the accommodations so inadequate that they voted to adjourn on July 11 and reconvene in Denver on July 16. Colorado City was never recognized by the Federal government as the territorial capital. Colorado City was incorporated into Colorado Springs in 1917. The area is called Old Colorado City because another unincorporated area of Pueblo County, south of Colorado Springs, started using the name Colorado City.
We did some geocaching in the historic downtown area, including one virtual cache that was located at the log cabin that served as the capital of the Colorado territory for five days. We also spent about an hour walking around some of the shops on the main street. We ended up with six new cache finds. On the way home we stopped at Walmart for some last minute shopping. Once we got home I spent a little time putting stuff away outside so we would be ready to travel in the morning.
Wednesday, September 28th was another travel day. Time to leave Monument and head 150 miles south to Trinidad, Colorado. Since the RV park we were staying in Monument is closing at the end of the month, it is time to move on. The travel route was straight down I-25 and was uneventful. We arrived at the Summit RV park and Budget Motel (yep, that’s the full name) about 1:30 and got settled into a spot. Not much of a spot, but it does have full hookups, 50 amp and cable. The place is a bit of a dump, but there are not a lot of choices here in Trinidad. We will be here for three days, so we can handle it. Trinidad is an old mining town that is supposed to have a very picturesque Old Town, so we are looking forward to some caching there.
Our departure from Monument is the perfect time to publish the blog, so I will close this episode. We are here for three days, then three days in Las Vegas, New Mexico before we move on to the Albuquerque Balloon Fiesta. Until the next time I will leave you with an old proverb I saw on the wall of a restaurant recently. Never approach a bull from the front, a horse from the rear, or a fool from any direction. Good Advice! Bye for now.
Thursday, September 29, 2011
Thursday, September 15, 2011
On The Front Range
Hello again friends. Welcome back to our story. Our last chapter closed on Friday, September 2nd, with our arrival in Loveland, Colorado. We will be here at the Riverview RV Park for a week.
The RV park is about six miles west of town on the banks of the Big Thompson River. It is in the lower reaches of Big Thompson Canyon, which means that there is no Verizon cell phone service in the park. This means no phone and no Verizon internet at the coach. The park does have free Wifi, but it is a little spotty. I did manage to get a satellite signal for the TV, not with the dome on the roof - it was blocked by trees, but with the spare dish we carry. At least we are not completly cut off.
After we got settled in we drove into town to visit Sam’s Club for some things we needed from the “big box” store. We then needed to find a liquor store as our Absolute stock was just about gone. When we priced the big bottle of Absolute in Lamar at one of the local stores it was $39 a bottle. We were worried that because Colorado does not allow sales of liquor in anything other than a liquor store, that the price might be high all over. We found a place called LiquorMax Warehouse just down the street from Sam’s and when we went in we saw Absolute was only $26.99 for the big bottle, about the same as we pay in Costco in California or Arizona. They also had Three Olives, an English vodka that is as good as Absolute, for only $19.99 a bottle. We stocked up and bought two bottles of each. Good prices, happy, happy, joy, joy. After shopping we went back to the coach and relaxed the rest of the evening.
Historically, Loveland is a railroad town. The city was founded in 1877 along the newly-constructed line of the Colorado Central Railroad, near its crossing of the Big Thompson River. It was named in honor of William A.H. Loveland, the president of the Colorado Central Railroad. The city was founded one mile upstream from the existing small settlement of St. Louis, the buildings of which were moved to the site of Loveland. For the first half of the 20th century the town was dependent on agriculture. The primary crops in the area were sugar beets and sour cherries. In 1901, the Great Western Sugar Company built a factory in Loveland, which remained as a source of employment until its closure in 1985. During the late 1920s the Spring Glade orchard was the largest cherry orchard west of the Mississippi River. At that time the cherry orchards produced more than $1 million worth of cherries per year. A series of droughts, attacks of blight and finally a killer freeze destroyed the industry. By 1960 cherries were no longer farmed. In the late 20th century, the economy diversified with the arrival of manufacturing facilities by Hewlett-Packard, Teledyne, and Hach, a water quality analysis equipment manufacturer. A new medical center has added a substantial amount of employment in that sector as well..
Loveland is also the home of the Valentine Re-Mailing Program. For decades people from across the world have sent their valentines to Loveland, Colorado, to be hand-stamped with a cachet and verse, and a specially designed postal cancellation. A new verse and stamp are selected each year through a contest held by the Loveland Chamber of Commerce and residents can submit their poems and artwork to be judged. On average, this program re-mails more than 160,000 cards from the United States and more than 110 countries. Loveland’s Valentine Re-mailing Program has inspired many other Valentine’s Day programs including the Official Loveland Valentine, Miss Loveland Valentine and the Thompson Valley Rotary Heart’s Program. Information on all these programs is available through the Loveland Chamber of Commerce website. The Loveland Chamber of Commerce and the Loveland Post Office sponsor the Loveland Valentine Re-mailing Program.
Loveland’s Valentine Re-mailing Program began in January 1947 by Ted Thompson and Elmer Ivers, the Loveland postmaster after Ivers received about 30 valentines from individuals requesting to have the cards postmarked from Loveland for, “a romantic extra touch.” The two thought re-mailing valentines would be an opportunity to advertise Loveland, and the Loveland Chamber of Commerce agreed to promote the service. Thompson designed a cachet with the message, “A Valentine Greeting from Sweetheart Town, Loveland, Colorado,” and the image was a heart pierced by an arrow over the Rocky Mountains. The cachet was used twice, then Thompson started the tradition of changing it each year at the request of collectors. Since then, a different verse and design have been used every year. End of history lesson.
Saturday, September 3rd, we left the coach after lunch to do some geocaching in Loveland. We had pretty good luck and in about four hours we had found a dozen caches with only one DNF, a cache we couldn’t find. After our caching we spent a little time driving around town sightseeing. We visited Boyd Lake State Park on one of the several large lakes in and around Loveland. The park has campsite facilities, unfortunately, the guy at the guard gate wouldn’t let us in for a quick drive through just to check it out. He wanted us to pay the $8 day use fee. I guess we will never know what the park has to offer.
About 5:00 or so we went to the Loveland Elks Lodge. The lodge is in an old building downtown, one that I would guess was built in the 30's, which was quite nice. Large, three story building with lots of wood, very typical of the older Elks lodges. Like most of the early lodge buildings this one had the dining room and bar on the first floor, the lodge room on the second floor, and apartments on the third floor. Back in the early and mid 1900's many Elks lodges around the country had rooms for rent in their lodges for traveling Elks. Very few still maintain those amenities.
The bar was very nice, with quite a few people having cocktails. They were a very friendly group, including one woman named Anna who came over and sat with us for a while. She told us to be sure to visit the Moose Lodge in Longmont, about 20 miles South, telling us they had a great lodge with great RV parking. We will check it out. We had a couple of cocktails, the lodge bought us one, and got a lodge pin for our banner. This was our first visit to the Loveland lodge. After our lodge visit we made a quick stop at Sam’s Club for a take and bake pizza and then headed home for dinner.
After dinner, about 7:00 or so, a band started playing in the RV park’s pavilion. We had known that they were going to have entertainment both Saturday and Sunday nights. We are parked right behind the pavilion, so all we had to do was put our chairs behind the coach and we could enjoy the show. The band was very good, four middle aged guys who seemed to really be enjoying themselves. They played mostly oldies and blues. They played until about 9:30 when they shut down the show. There were quite a few people around watching, but considering that this is a large RV park that is completely full, there were not as many as I would expect for a free show. Tomorrow night is supposed to be a rock band.
Sunday, September 4th, we woke up to a cold morning for the first time in months. When I got in the car to run out and get a paper about 7:30 the thermometer read 44 degrees. I actually had to turn on the heat pump in the coach to get the chill out. From the 100's to the 40's in the matter of a few days. Amazing.
After lunch we left the coach to chase around for the day. Our first stop was the large outlet mall we had spotted as we got off the freeway for Loveland on Friday. Once we got there we found that at least half of the stores were vacant, but we still spent about two hours wandering around shopping. We each bought a couple of things, but not too much. We generally only buy when there are real bargains. After wandering the outlet mall we did a little more caching in the area. We only spent about 90 minutes or so and found six new caches. We concentrated on those that had travel bugs and managed to drop off four that we had in our possession and got two new ones in exchange. For any new readers not familiar with geocaching, travel bugs are separately trackable items that are placed in caches. Cachers can take the item and then drop it in another cache somewhere else. TB’s, as they are known, have unique serial numbers and are logged and tracked on the same website as the geocaches themselves.
On the way back to the RV park we stopped at an antique mall and found a huge place. It was so big that we only got about half way through before we decided it was time to get back to the coach for happy hour. We will go back sometime over the next few days to finish the place. Unlike a lot of antique malls, most of the stuff in here was reasonably priced. Jackie picked up a nice denim purse and a denim vest, both of which were very well made, both for less than $15. Quite a bargain.
After dinner we walked over to the pavilion again to listen to the music for a little while. The band tonight, the Nitecats, was another local band, three older guys who did a lot of 60's and 70's country and rock. They were pretty good and we enjoyed the music for about an hour. We even got up and danced a little. Again, the turnout seemed poor for a free show in an RV park. Only a few dozen people showed up to watch. I guess most of them could hear the music at their RV’s and didn’t want to go out in the cool weather.
Monday, September 5th, Happy Labor Day. Since we stopped doing labor six years ago, it’s pretty much just another day for us. After lunch we went back out to take advantage of the great weather and do some more geocaching. It was a little warmer today, supposed to be in the low 80's by the end of the afternoon, but still very nice. In the course of about three hours we found another dozen caches with one more DNF added to the list. This brings us to thirty finds in the last three days, not a bad average.
After our caching we went back to the big antique store near our RV park to finish looking around. We spent about an hour there and found a couple of little things we could use for geocaching “bling,” stuff to leave in caches. After the store we went back to the coach for the rest of the evening.
Tuesday, September 6th, we left the coach around noon, after an early lunch, and drove west on US-34 towards the town of Estes Park, Colorado and the Rocky Mountain National Park. We had awakened to cloudy skies and a little drizzle with temperatures in the high 50's. It was 23 miles from our RV park to Estes Park and the road took us from about 5,000 feet elevation to 7,500 elevation in that distance. Much of the road was through Big Thompson Canyon and the middle part of the trip was in a very narrow part of the canyon where it was only wide enough for the river and a two lane road. The canyon walls went straight up a thousand feet and the course of the river was very winding, which made for pretty dramatic scenery. Unfortunately, the clouds and rain made it difficult to get good photos. We arrived in Estes Park in a little under an hour and found a very quaint little mountain town.
We continued on through town to one of the entrances to Rocky Mountain National Park, the Beaver Meadows entrance station and visitor’s center. The park actually has two entrances on the west side, one on Highway 34, the other on Highway 36. You can only get to either one through Estes Park, however. East of town Highway 34 goes to Loveland, Highway 36 goes more southeast to Boulder, Colorado. The two highways meet up a few miles into the park and only Highway 34 continues on through the park. This is the only through road in the park and it comes out at the southwestern corner of the park at the town of Grand Lake. This road is about 46 miles long and is considered the highest continuously paved highway in the country. At it’s highest point the road crosses the tundra above the tree line at 12,180 feet elevation.
The park is about 266 thousand acres, or a little over 400 square miles. There are 72 named peaks above 12,000 feet elevation inside the park boundaries. There is also Longs Peak which is the northernmost of the so-called “fourteeners” which are peaks in the Rocky Mountain chain that rise above 14,000 feet elevation. There are 54 fourteeners in Colorado, but this is the only one in the park. The park was created in 1915.
After visiting the Beaver Meadows Visitor’s Center we headed into the park. We spent about four hours driving through the park. It was really unfortunate that there were so many clouds, so much rain and even fog. It obscured what had to be really magnificent views. We only drove about halfway through the park, to the Alpine Visitor’s Center, located at 12,000 feet. Had we continued on to the Grand Lake entrance we probably wouldn’t have really seen anything more because of the bad weather, so we drove back to Estes Park, exiting the park through the Falls River station. An total we got into four of the five visitor’s centers in the park and got some pretty neat pictures in spite of the rain and clouds. There were even some small glaciers on the side of the mountains up near the Alpine center. We even managed to get a geocache inside the park. The National park system does not allow regular geocaches in the parks, but this one was a virtual, which meant no actual container.
We saw a lot of Elk in the park. This area of the country has some of the largest Elk populations and they are all over. This is rutting season (mating)so the big bull Elks have their full rack of antlers, and they are pretty impressive. We saw large herds of Elk in two different meadows, and we came across a small group right on the side of the road. Very impressive animals. After we finished in the park we went back into Estes Park. We had loaded a whole bunch of caches for Estes Park, but we don’t like caching in the rain and it was still raining when we got back into town.
Estes Park was named for Joel Estes, who arrived in the area in 1859 and settled here with his family to raise cattle until 1866 when he moved to seek a more favorable climate. The Homestead Act of 1862 offered up to 160 acres of land for the cost of filing the paperwork if a house was constructed and the property was labored upon. In the 1870s, surveys of Estes Park brought homesteaders to the area who attempted farming, ranching, logging and mining. Most of the early ranchers found it more profitable to become proprietors to the growing number of visitors in the area as words of beauty and adventure reached all the way to Europe. After the 1905 platting of downtown Estes Park, the village thrived and set ground for much of what the town looks like today. Access to the area was vastly increased with the road improvements funded by the Stanley Hotel owner, F.O. Stanley, and the natural surroundings would be protected for posterity with the dedication of Rocky Mountain National Park in 1915. The Town incorporated in 1917.
We drove through town and checked out the Stanley Hotel, which was built by Freelan O. Stanley, the co-inventor of the Stanley Steamer automobile. Stanley came to Estes Park in 1903 and built the hotel just a few years later. It opened on July 4, 1907. The hotel has 178 rooms and it served as the inspiration for Steven King’s novel, The Shining. Many believe the Stanley Hotel is haunted, having reported a number of cases of ghostly activity, primarily in the ballroom. Kitchen staff have reported to have heard a party going on in the ballroom, only to find it empty. People in the lobby have allegedly heard someone playing the ballroom's piano; employees investigating the music supposedly find nobody sitting at the piano. Employees believe that particular ghost is of Freelan O. Stanley's wife, who used to be a piano player. In one guest room, people claim to have seen a man standing over the bed before running into the closet. This same apparition is allegedly responsible for stealing guests' jewelry, watches, and luggage. Others reported to have seen ghosts in their rooms in the middle of the night, simply standing in their room before disappearing. The hotel is a large white, mostly wooden structure built on the side of a hill and can be seen from all over town. Very pretty building.
The town also had one street with about six blocks of neat shops and boutiques, but it was getting late and we wanted to start back down through the canyon to home. We did stop at the town’s visitor center to try and see where the Elks Lodge was located. One of our travel books, an older one, showed a lodge in Estes Park. However, it seems that the lodge has closed because the lady in the visitor’s center told us there was no Elks Lodge and the newer travel book we had in the car did not show a lodge in town. We then made a quick stop at the KFC to pick up dinner and headed back down the canyon to our RV park. We got home around 6:30 and just stayed in the rest of the night listening to the rain.
Wednesday, September 7th, we woke up to more rain. Actually, it had rained most of the night and it didn’t appear that it was going to get any better. We couldn’t go caching in the rain, so we just went out after lunch to do a Wally World run. By the time we got out of the store the rain had tapered off to a heavy mist. We went home and stayed in the rest of the afternoon. According to the local weather, the rain is supposed to move out tonight.
Thursday, September 8th, we finally saw the sun again! After lunch we drove back up into the mountains to Estes Park for some more exploration, this time not in the rain. We split our time between geocaching and walking around the downtown area checking all the little shops. We also found where the Elks Lodge used to be. The address on Elkhorn Street, the main drag through town, is nothing but an empty foundation. It appears that the building may have burned down, but we couldn't verify that. We ended up getting ten new geocaches and spent most of the afternoon in town. We finally left about 4:30 and went back to the coach for the rest of the night.
Friday, September 9th, was a travel day. We only went about 55 miles, south to the city of Westminster, Colorado, a suburb of Denver. We arrived at the Westminster Elks Lodge about noon and were surprised to see the RV park nearly full. The lodge has 44 RV sites, many with full hookups, but there were only a couple of sites open. We were a little surprised being this late in the year. We didn’t get a site with 50 amp or sewer, but we do have water and 30 amp. We will only be here for five days, so we can get along without the sewer connection.
The area that would be Westminster was first settled back in 1858 with the discovery of gold in the area. The land act of 1862 brought even more settlers to the area to make their homesteads. The town had several early names, including DeSpain Junction, Harris, and Darell Park, but it was incorporated in 1911 and given the name Westminster. The name came from Westminster University, a Presbyterian college built in the area in 1893 and opened in 1908. The first building at the university, a large red sandstone building called the Westminster Castle, still stands on the site.
The Westminster Elks lodge is fairly new. It was chartered in 1961 and they built their present building in 1965. After our arrival we phoned some friends of ours, Jim and Jane Easley, who live in nearby Arvada, Colorado, but are members of the Westminster Elks. We met Jim and Jane through our association with the Family Motor Coach Association (FMCA) and our attendance at various rallies over the years. Jim and Jane are security volunteers for FMCA and we see them at most every rally we go to.
The Easley’s came over to our coach about 5:00 and we had a cocktail and caught up on what has been going on since we last saw them in Indio back in January. About 6:00 we went over to the Lodge for dinner. We had a very nice dinner, Chicken Marsala for Jackie and I, and another drink, along with lots of great conversation. Jim and Jane are very nice people and we really enjoyed our visit. We have a lot of mutual friends through FMCA. After dinner we went back to the coach for the rest of the night.
Saturday, September 10th, we went out after lunch to do some caching in Denver. The set of caches that I downloaded for us were all located just southeast of downtown, in the older residential area of the city. Many of the homes in the area appear to be early 1900's construction and were very pretty. It was a very picturesque area and we enjoyed looking at all the buildings, however, it was a real difficult area to cache in. The streets were very narrow and most were one way streets. In addition, apparently many of the homes and apartment buildings did not have off-street parking, because the streets were packed with cars. We had to bypass several caches simply because we could not find a parking place close to the cache. We did finally manage to get ten caches, with a couple of DNFs, by 3:30, and we decided that was enough for the day.
After caching we drove to downtown Denver and the 16th Street Mall. For those not familier with Denver, the 16th Street Mall goes through the middle of downtown and is closed to all vehicle traffic except for buses. The mall is one and a quarter miles long and is lined with stores, shops and restaurants. The entire mall is paved with granite pavers and there are all kinds of street entertainers along the route. The city runs free transit buses up and down the street, making it a very popular place, even for the locals. We spent a little over an hour walking on the mall and enjoying the 78 degree weather. We did a little looking, but didn’t buy anything. After our shopping we headed back to the coach and stayed in the rest of the night.
Denver is the capital of Colorado, the capital building is right near the end of the 16th Street Mall. It’s population is a little over 600,000 and it covers nearly 155 square miles. Denver City was founded in November 1858 as a mining town during the Pikes Peak Gold Rush in western Kansas Territory. General William Larimer, a land speculator from eastern Kansas, placed cottonwood logs to stake a claim on the bluff overlooking the confluence of the South Platte River and Cherry Creek. Larimer named the townsite Denver City to curry favor with Kansas Territorial Governor James W. Denver. Larimer hoped that the town's name would help make it the county seat of Arapaho County, but unknown to him Governor Denver had already resigned from office.
Larimer, along with associates in the St. Charles City Land Company, sold parcels in the town to merchants and miners, with the intention of creating a major city that would cater to new emigrants. Denver City was a frontier town, with an economy based on servicing local miners with gambling, saloons, livestock and goods trading. The Colorado Territory was created in February of 1861and Denver City was incorporated in November of 1861. In 1867, Denver City became the Territorial Capital and shortened its name to just Denver.
Between 1880 and 1895 the city experienced a huge rise in corruption, as crime bosses, such as Soapy Smith, worked side by side with elected officials and the police to control elections, gambling, and the bunko gangs. The city also experienced a depression in 1893 after the crash of silver prices. By 1890, Denver had grown to be the second-largest city west of Omaha, but by 1900 it had dropped to third place behind San Francisco and Los Angeles. Denver has also been known historically as the Queen City of the Plains and the Queen City of the West, because of its important role in the agricultural industry of the high-plains region in eastern Colorado and along the foothills of the Colorado Front Range.
Sunday, September 11th, Patriot Day. Hard to believe that it has been ten years since the attacks on 9/11. I remember Jackie waking me up about 6:30 a.m., my normal “get up for work” time, and telling me that the news was talking about an airplane hitting one of the World Trade Center buildings. By the time we left for work all three aircraft had impacted in New York and Washington. I remember standing in the office of the country club where I worked and watching with all my co-workers as the towers each fell.
This morning’s news coverage was expected, probably necessary, but terribly depressing. We were very glad to be able to go out after lunch to do some geocaching and get away from all the remembrance ceremonies. We did some caching to the east of downtown, in the huge shopping area that has been built where the old Denver International airport, Stapleton Field, used to be. I recall going in and out of Stapleton several times back in the mid 1970's when I was working the Fugitive Division at the Sheriff’s Office in Phoenix. One of our duties was doing prisoner extraditions and we did a lot of flying to other states to pick up wanted people.
We ended up with a total of fourteen new cache finds in the course of a couple of hours, and never had to leave the large shopping area on the site of the old airport. We also took the time to go into a couple of stores in the mall for some shopping. After caching we went back to Westminster and did a little sightseeing. We drove up to the top of the hill on the north side of Westminster and visited the Westminster Castle. I mentioned this place earlier in the blog as the main building for Westminster University which opened in 1908 and served as the inspiration for the name of the city. The building is still used as a Christian school and is well maintained and very pretty. On the way to the coach after our sightseeing, we stopped in the Elks Lodge for a cocktail. We also picked up a new lodge pin for our banner, which we had neglected to do when we were in the lodge on Friday. We already have one pin from this lodge, but this year is their 50th anniversary and they had a very nice anniversary pin. After our drink we went back to the coach for the rest of the evening.
Monday, September 12th, we left the coach around noon and drove north to a small town named Berthoud, Colorado, about 45 miles north of Denver. We went there to visit our friends Doug and Linda Stoudt. Doug and Linda were the assistant wagonmasters, or tailgunners, for our caravan to Alaska in 2009. We really hit it off with them on the trip and they are one of the two couples from that journey that we have stayed in contact with. We last saw Doug and Linda in Quartzsite, Arizona, back in January. Doug and Linda have a house in the country near Berthoud, which is just south of Loveland. We had tried to get with them while we were in Loveland, but they are in the process of “reorganizing” their house, and were unable to get together while we were up there.
We got to their house about 1:00 and found that they have a lovely three story brick home on about 11 acres of land in a very pretty area of rolling hills, pastures and farms. The back of their house looks west to the mountains and they have a perfect view of Long’s Peak, the tallest peak in the Rocky Mountain National Park, from their deck. We sat out on the deck for a while talking and catching up. We then spent an hour or so looking at pictures from their summer trip to New Zealand and Australia. They are still share holders and employees of Fantasy RV Tours and they took a tour this summer to these places that was two months long. They flew down there and then used small, rented RV’s to tour New Zealand, the northeast coast of Australia, and the outback of Australia. It looked like a fantastic, fun trip.
We had a great time visiting with Doug and Linda and hope to see them out on the road sometime in the near future. They have a Monaco Knight with the same floor plan as ours. Theirs is a year newer and a different color scheme, but other than that very similar. Their son is moving into their home in Berthoud, which will enable them to spend more time on the road without having to worry about the house and grounds being maintained. They will keep a couple of bedrooms for their use when they are at home. That is the reorganization that I mentioned. Doug showed me the family car collection while we were there. He has a 1950 Chevy that is almost completely original. It has new paint, but the interior and all the mechanicals are original. He just sold it, but it was still in the drive for me to look at. His son has an 80's model Rolls-Royce that is in decent shape, an older Jaguar sedan, and a 65 Mustang that needs some work. I climbed into the back seat of the Rolls for a moment, just so I could say that I sat in the back of a Rolls. All in all, an impressive collection.
About 4:30 we left Doug and Linda’s to head down to Longmont, Colorado, about seven miles south of their house. We wanted to go to the Moose Lodge there to see it, and see Anna, the lady we met at the Loveland Elks Lodge last week. She was the one who told us that the Moose Lodge in Longmont was spectacular. She also told us that it had great RV parking, so we wanted to check it out. We arrived at the Moose, which is on the north end of town, and did find a very large building with a huge parking lot. While there is a lot of room for RV parking, we didn’t see any formal hookup sites. There were a couple of RVs parked there, but they were dry camping.
We went inside and were disappointed to find that Anna was not there. We did stay at the bar and have a couple of drinks. The bar was very big and very nice, probably the nicest Moose lodge we have visited in the few months that I have been a member. The place was very full for Monday night football and the people were very friendly. The bartender rang the bell behind the bar and announced us to everyone as visitors. We had a very nice chat with an older guy at the bar who was a past Governor for the lodge and also held offices at the state level. The Governor is the head guy of a Moose lodge, similar to the Exalted Ruler of an Elks. He also told us a story of being selected to serve on the National Council for the Moose, which would have resulted in his eventually becoming the Governor General of the Order, the top office. He didn’t take them up on it because he didn’t want to spend three years traveling around the country. This was a very nice Moose lodge and we enjoyed our visit.
After the Moose lodge we went to the south end of town and visited the Longmont Elks Lodge. This lodge is still in the original early 1900's building which was very typical Elks style architecture. The inside was very ornate and had a very nice bar and clubroom. The Lodge room was on the top floor and took up most of the floor. It was nice, but not overly elaborate. No stained glass or guilt ceilings, but a very nice, dignified room nonetheless. They also had a huge ballroom on the bottom floor which you could look down into to from the second floor clubroom through big windows. This bar was not nearly as busy as the one at the Moose, but the bartender was pretty friendly. We had one cocktail, got our lodge pin, and then headed out to go home. We got out of the lodge right at sunset and by the time we got to Westminster is was 7:30 and dark.
Since it was so late we decided to stop and get something to eat before going home. Jackie checked her Bing application on her phone and found a Mexican restaurant located just a couple miles from the Westminster lodge, that had four stars on it’s listing. We stopped there and found that the food was, indeed, excellent. We both had the special, which was a “super burrito” and you could get it with any kind of stuffing. She got grilled chicken, I had shredded beef. Both were wonderful. They were smothered in green chili sauce with lots of lettuce and tomatoes. The chips and salsa were also good, as was the service. The total meal for both of us was under $20. The name of the place is Rosita’s Mexican Restaurant, and it is located on Federal Boulevard near 81st Avenue, in Westminster. I would highly recommend this to anyone who likes Mexican food and finds themselves in the north part of the Denver metro area. After dinner we went back to the coach for the rest of the evening.
Tuesday, September 13th, we left the coach about 11:30 so we could go do lunch at one of the several Diners, Drive-ins, and Dives (Triple D) restaurants in Denver. Triple D is a show on the Food channel with chef Guy Fieri that we watch all the time. We like to try places that Fieri has visited. We decided on a place called The Bagel Deli on the south side of Denver. From the outside it doesn’t look like too much, a smallish place in a strip mall. When we went in the place was packed, but fortunately, a table opened up just as we came in. The food was outstanding. I ordered the Reuben with fries and when it came I was shocked. Jackie even took a photo of the sandwich. It had to be five inches thick, stacked with corn beef and kraut. It tasted as good as it looked too. Jackie had eggs Benedict, which she said were just OK. They didn’t come out real hot and she likes her food hot. We also ordered the sampler platter that had a sample of each of the three dishes that Fieri tried when he did the show there. It had some matza ball soup, a beef knish, and a small piece of kishke. The matza ball was very good, the knish, a small meat filled pastry, was tasty but a little dry, and the kishke was outstanding. The kishke, which they make without the trademark sausage skin, tasted like stuffing. I took half of my sandwich and most of my fries home with me, which is very unusual for me. There was just too much food, and it was not expensive either. All of the food we had was less than $35.
After lunch we went to a couple of animal shelters to look at kitties. We have been talking about getting a second cat. We had two cats when we first sold the house and took off on the road, but the older one died after less than a year. Smokey is a good companion cat, but he is not cuddly and Jackie wants a cuddly lap cat. Smokey is also getting older, he just turned eleven this year, although he probably still has a good five or six years on him. He doesn’t exactly have a tough life. We went to a non profit, no-kill shelter that only had cats first and walked around checking out the cats. This was one of the type where the cats are just all running loose in various rooms so you can go in and interact with them. We spent about an hour in there, but just couldn’t find one that really struck us as a good fit.
After the first shelter we went to another that was much more upscale and formal. This one had all types of animals, but they were all inside of locked rooms where you could see them through the glass and read the information about each one on a placard, but you couldn’t interact with them. You had to write the number of the animal you were interested in on a card, give to a worker, and then they would take you to a room and bring the animal in for you to interact with. We didn’t find anything we really liked here either, and these animals were much more expensive. Kittens were $120 and older cats were $50. We were going to do some caching, but by the time we got done with the animal shelters it was getting late in the afternoon, so we went home for the rest of the day. This place had a very cute bronze statue out in front.
Wednesday, September 14th, was another travel day. We packed up the coach and left the Westminster Elks about 10:00. We are still heading south, this time to a town called Monument, a suburb of Colorado Springs. We only had about 70 miles to travel, although we did have to make a fuel stop. The weather has really turned, it was gray and overcast and the high temperatures was supposed to only be in the 50's. We arrived at the Colorado Heights RV Resort about noon and managed to beat the predicted rain. We even got completely set up before the rain hit about 2:00.
We are going to be here in Monument for two weeks. This is one of our membership parks and seems to be a very nice place, although it is at 7,300 feet elevation so Jackie will have to watch her breathing. This also seems to be a good place to close out this chapter of the blog. I will publish again in a week or two. Until the next time, remember that out time on this earth is finite. There is never enough time to do everything, but there is always enough time to do the most important thing. Bye.
The RV park is about six miles west of town on the banks of the Big Thompson River. It is in the lower reaches of Big Thompson Canyon, which means that there is no Verizon cell phone service in the park. This means no phone and no Verizon internet at the coach. The park does have free Wifi, but it is a little spotty. I did manage to get a satellite signal for the TV, not with the dome on the roof - it was blocked by trees, but with the spare dish we carry. At least we are not completly cut off.
After we got settled in we drove into town to visit Sam’s Club for some things we needed from the “big box” store. We then needed to find a liquor store as our Absolute stock was just about gone. When we priced the big bottle of Absolute in Lamar at one of the local stores it was $39 a bottle. We were worried that because Colorado does not allow sales of liquor in anything other than a liquor store, that the price might be high all over. We found a place called LiquorMax Warehouse just down the street from Sam’s and when we went in we saw Absolute was only $26.99 for the big bottle, about the same as we pay in Costco in California or Arizona. They also had Three Olives, an English vodka that is as good as Absolute, for only $19.99 a bottle. We stocked up and bought two bottles of each. Good prices, happy, happy, joy, joy. After shopping we went back to the coach and relaxed the rest of the evening.
Historically, Loveland is a railroad town. The city was founded in 1877 along the newly-constructed line of the Colorado Central Railroad, near its crossing of the Big Thompson River. It was named in honor of William A.H. Loveland, the president of the Colorado Central Railroad. The city was founded one mile upstream from the existing small settlement of St. Louis, the buildings of which were moved to the site of Loveland. For the first half of the 20th century the town was dependent on agriculture. The primary crops in the area were sugar beets and sour cherries. In 1901, the Great Western Sugar Company built a factory in Loveland, which remained as a source of employment until its closure in 1985. During the late 1920s the Spring Glade orchard was the largest cherry orchard west of the Mississippi River. At that time the cherry orchards produced more than $1 million worth of cherries per year. A series of droughts, attacks of blight and finally a killer freeze destroyed the industry. By 1960 cherries were no longer farmed. In the late 20th century, the economy diversified with the arrival of manufacturing facilities by Hewlett-Packard, Teledyne, and Hach, a water quality analysis equipment manufacturer. A new medical center has added a substantial amount of employment in that sector as well..
Loveland is also the home of the Valentine Re-Mailing Program. For decades people from across the world have sent their valentines to Loveland, Colorado, to be hand-stamped with a cachet and verse, and a specially designed postal cancellation. A new verse and stamp are selected each year through a contest held by the Loveland Chamber of Commerce and residents can submit their poems and artwork to be judged. On average, this program re-mails more than 160,000 cards from the United States and more than 110 countries. Loveland’s Valentine Re-mailing Program has inspired many other Valentine’s Day programs including the Official Loveland Valentine, Miss Loveland Valentine and the Thompson Valley Rotary Heart’s Program. Information on all these programs is available through the Loveland Chamber of Commerce website. The Loveland Chamber of Commerce and the Loveland Post Office sponsor the Loveland Valentine Re-mailing Program.
Loveland’s Valentine Re-mailing Program began in January 1947 by Ted Thompson and Elmer Ivers, the Loveland postmaster after Ivers received about 30 valentines from individuals requesting to have the cards postmarked from Loveland for, “a romantic extra touch.” The two thought re-mailing valentines would be an opportunity to advertise Loveland, and the Loveland Chamber of Commerce agreed to promote the service. Thompson designed a cachet with the message, “A Valentine Greeting from Sweetheart Town, Loveland, Colorado,” and the image was a heart pierced by an arrow over the Rocky Mountains. The cachet was used twice, then Thompson started the tradition of changing it each year at the request of collectors. Since then, a different verse and design have been used every year. End of history lesson.
Saturday, September 3rd, we left the coach after lunch to do some geocaching in Loveland. We had pretty good luck and in about four hours we had found a dozen caches with only one DNF, a cache we couldn’t find. After our caching we spent a little time driving around town sightseeing. We visited Boyd Lake State Park on one of the several large lakes in and around Loveland. The park has campsite facilities, unfortunately, the guy at the guard gate wouldn’t let us in for a quick drive through just to check it out. He wanted us to pay the $8 day use fee. I guess we will never know what the park has to offer.
About 5:00 or so we went to the Loveland Elks Lodge. The lodge is in an old building downtown, one that I would guess was built in the 30's, which was quite nice. Large, three story building with lots of wood, very typical of the older Elks lodges. Like most of the early lodge buildings this one had the dining room and bar on the first floor, the lodge room on the second floor, and apartments on the third floor. Back in the early and mid 1900's many Elks lodges around the country had rooms for rent in their lodges for traveling Elks. Very few still maintain those amenities.
The bar was very nice, with quite a few people having cocktails. They were a very friendly group, including one woman named Anna who came over and sat with us for a while. She told us to be sure to visit the Moose Lodge in Longmont, about 20 miles South, telling us they had a great lodge with great RV parking. We will check it out. We had a couple of cocktails, the lodge bought us one, and got a lodge pin for our banner. This was our first visit to the Loveland lodge. After our lodge visit we made a quick stop at Sam’s Club for a take and bake pizza and then headed home for dinner.
After dinner, about 7:00 or so, a band started playing in the RV park’s pavilion. We had known that they were going to have entertainment both Saturday and Sunday nights. We are parked right behind the pavilion, so all we had to do was put our chairs behind the coach and we could enjoy the show. The band was very good, four middle aged guys who seemed to really be enjoying themselves. They played mostly oldies and blues. They played until about 9:30 when they shut down the show. There were quite a few people around watching, but considering that this is a large RV park that is completely full, there were not as many as I would expect for a free show. Tomorrow night is supposed to be a rock band.
Sunday, September 4th, we woke up to a cold morning for the first time in months. When I got in the car to run out and get a paper about 7:30 the thermometer read 44 degrees. I actually had to turn on the heat pump in the coach to get the chill out. From the 100's to the 40's in the matter of a few days. Amazing.
After lunch we left the coach to chase around for the day. Our first stop was the large outlet mall we had spotted as we got off the freeway for Loveland on Friday. Once we got there we found that at least half of the stores were vacant, but we still spent about two hours wandering around shopping. We each bought a couple of things, but not too much. We generally only buy when there are real bargains. After wandering the outlet mall we did a little more caching in the area. We only spent about 90 minutes or so and found six new caches. We concentrated on those that had travel bugs and managed to drop off four that we had in our possession and got two new ones in exchange. For any new readers not familiar with geocaching, travel bugs are separately trackable items that are placed in caches. Cachers can take the item and then drop it in another cache somewhere else. TB’s, as they are known, have unique serial numbers and are logged and tracked on the same website as the geocaches themselves.
On the way back to the RV park we stopped at an antique mall and found a huge place. It was so big that we only got about half way through before we decided it was time to get back to the coach for happy hour. We will go back sometime over the next few days to finish the place. Unlike a lot of antique malls, most of the stuff in here was reasonably priced. Jackie picked up a nice denim purse and a denim vest, both of which were very well made, both for less than $15. Quite a bargain.
After dinner we walked over to the pavilion again to listen to the music for a little while. The band tonight, the Nitecats, was another local band, three older guys who did a lot of 60's and 70's country and rock. They were pretty good and we enjoyed the music for about an hour. We even got up and danced a little. Again, the turnout seemed poor for a free show in an RV park. Only a few dozen people showed up to watch. I guess most of them could hear the music at their RV’s and didn’t want to go out in the cool weather.
Monday, September 5th, Happy Labor Day. Since we stopped doing labor six years ago, it’s pretty much just another day for us. After lunch we went back out to take advantage of the great weather and do some more geocaching. It was a little warmer today, supposed to be in the low 80's by the end of the afternoon, but still very nice. In the course of about three hours we found another dozen caches with one more DNF added to the list. This brings us to thirty finds in the last three days, not a bad average.
After our caching we went back to the big antique store near our RV park to finish looking around. We spent about an hour there and found a couple of little things we could use for geocaching “bling,” stuff to leave in caches. After the store we went back to the coach for the rest of the evening.
Tuesday, September 6th, we left the coach around noon, after an early lunch, and drove west on US-34 towards the town of Estes Park, Colorado and the Rocky Mountain National Park. We had awakened to cloudy skies and a little drizzle with temperatures in the high 50's. It was 23 miles from our RV park to Estes Park and the road took us from about 5,000 feet elevation to 7,500 elevation in that distance. Much of the road was through Big Thompson Canyon and the middle part of the trip was in a very narrow part of the canyon where it was only wide enough for the river and a two lane road. The canyon walls went straight up a thousand feet and the course of the river was very winding, which made for pretty dramatic scenery. Unfortunately, the clouds and rain made it difficult to get good photos. We arrived in Estes Park in a little under an hour and found a very quaint little mountain town.
We continued on through town to one of the entrances to Rocky Mountain National Park, the Beaver Meadows entrance station and visitor’s center. The park actually has two entrances on the west side, one on Highway 34, the other on Highway 36. You can only get to either one through Estes Park, however. East of town Highway 34 goes to Loveland, Highway 36 goes more southeast to Boulder, Colorado. The two highways meet up a few miles into the park and only Highway 34 continues on through the park. This is the only through road in the park and it comes out at the southwestern corner of the park at the town of Grand Lake. This road is about 46 miles long and is considered the highest continuously paved highway in the country. At it’s highest point the road crosses the tundra above the tree line at 12,180 feet elevation.
The park is about 266 thousand acres, or a little over 400 square miles. There are 72 named peaks above 12,000 feet elevation inside the park boundaries. There is also Longs Peak which is the northernmost of the so-called “fourteeners” which are peaks in the Rocky Mountain chain that rise above 14,000 feet elevation. There are 54 fourteeners in Colorado, but this is the only one in the park. The park was created in 1915.
After visiting the Beaver Meadows Visitor’s Center we headed into the park. We spent about four hours driving through the park. It was really unfortunate that there were so many clouds, so much rain and even fog. It obscured what had to be really magnificent views. We only drove about halfway through the park, to the Alpine Visitor’s Center, located at 12,000 feet. Had we continued on to the Grand Lake entrance we probably wouldn’t have really seen anything more because of the bad weather, so we drove back to Estes Park, exiting the park through the Falls River station. An total we got into four of the five visitor’s centers in the park and got some pretty neat pictures in spite of the rain and clouds. There were even some small glaciers on the side of the mountains up near the Alpine center. We even managed to get a geocache inside the park. The National park system does not allow regular geocaches in the parks, but this one was a virtual, which meant no actual container.
We saw a lot of Elk in the park. This area of the country has some of the largest Elk populations and they are all over. This is rutting season (mating)so the big bull Elks have their full rack of antlers, and they are pretty impressive. We saw large herds of Elk in two different meadows, and we came across a small group right on the side of the road. Very impressive animals. After we finished in the park we went back into Estes Park. We had loaded a whole bunch of caches for Estes Park, but we don’t like caching in the rain and it was still raining when we got back into town.
Estes Park was named for Joel Estes, who arrived in the area in 1859 and settled here with his family to raise cattle until 1866 when he moved to seek a more favorable climate. The Homestead Act of 1862 offered up to 160 acres of land for the cost of filing the paperwork if a house was constructed and the property was labored upon. In the 1870s, surveys of Estes Park brought homesteaders to the area who attempted farming, ranching, logging and mining. Most of the early ranchers found it more profitable to become proprietors to the growing number of visitors in the area as words of beauty and adventure reached all the way to Europe. After the 1905 platting of downtown Estes Park, the village thrived and set ground for much of what the town looks like today. Access to the area was vastly increased with the road improvements funded by the Stanley Hotel owner, F.O. Stanley, and the natural surroundings would be protected for posterity with the dedication of Rocky Mountain National Park in 1915. The Town incorporated in 1917.
We drove through town and checked out the Stanley Hotel, which was built by Freelan O. Stanley, the co-inventor of the Stanley Steamer automobile. Stanley came to Estes Park in 1903 and built the hotel just a few years later. It opened on July 4, 1907. The hotel has 178 rooms and it served as the inspiration for Steven King’s novel, The Shining. Many believe the Stanley Hotel is haunted, having reported a number of cases of ghostly activity, primarily in the ballroom. Kitchen staff have reported to have heard a party going on in the ballroom, only to find it empty. People in the lobby have allegedly heard someone playing the ballroom's piano; employees investigating the music supposedly find nobody sitting at the piano. Employees believe that particular ghost is of Freelan O. Stanley's wife, who used to be a piano player. In one guest room, people claim to have seen a man standing over the bed before running into the closet. This same apparition is allegedly responsible for stealing guests' jewelry, watches, and luggage. Others reported to have seen ghosts in their rooms in the middle of the night, simply standing in their room before disappearing. The hotel is a large white, mostly wooden structure built on the side of a hill and can be seen from all over town. Very pretty building.
The town also had one street with about six blocks of neat shops and boutiques, but it was getting late and we wanted to start back down through the canyon to home. We did stop at the town’s visitor center to try and see where the Elks Lodge was located. One of our travel books, an older one, showed a lodge in Estes Park. However, it seems that the lodge has closed because the lady in the visitor’s center told us there was no Elks Lodge and the newer travel book we had in the car did not show a lodge in town. We then made a quick stop at the KFC to pick up dinner and headed back down the canyon to our RV park. We got home around 6:30 and just stayed in the rest of the night listening to the rain.
Wednesday, September 7th, we woke up to more rain. Actually, it had rained most of the night and it didn’t appear that it was going to get any better. We couldn’t go caching in the rain, so we just went out after lunch to do a Wally World run. By the time we got out of the store the rain had tapered off to a heavy mist. We went home and stayed in the rest of the afternoon. According to the local weather, the rain is supposed to move out tonight.
Thursday, September 8th, we finally saw the sun again! After lunch we drove back up into the mountains to Estes Park for some more exploration, this time not in the rain. We split our time between geocaching and walking around the downtown area checking all the little shops. We also found where the Elks Lodge used to be. The address on Elkhorn Street, the main drag through town, is nothing but an empty foundation. It appears that the building may have burned down, but we couldn't verify that. We ended up getting ten new geocaches and spent most of the afternoon in town. We finally left about 4:30 and went back to the coach for the rest of the night.
Friday, September 9th, was a travel day. We only went about 55 miles, south to the city of Westminster, Colorado, a suburb of Denver. We arrived at the Westminster Elks Lodge about noon and were surprised to see the RV park nearly full. The lodge has 44 RV sites, many with full hookups, but there were only a couple of sites open. We were a little surprised being this late in the year. We didn’t get a site with 50 amp or sewer, but we do have water and 30 amp. We will only be here for five days, so we can get along without the sewer connection.
The area that would be Westminster was first settled back in 1858 with the discovery of gold in the area. The land act of 1862 brought even more settlers to the area to make their homesteads. The town had several early names, including DeSpain Junction, Harris, and Darell Park, but it was incorporated in 1911 and given the name Westminster. The name came from Westminster University, a Presbyterian college built in the area in 1893 and opened in 1908. The first building at the university, a large red sandstone building called the Westminster Castle, still stands on the site.
The Westminster Elks lodge is fairly new. It was chartered in 1961 and they built their present building in 1965. After our arrival we phoned some friends of ours, Jim and Jane Easley, who live in nearby Arvada, Colorado, but are members of the Westminster Elks. We met Jim and Jane through our association with the Family Motor Coach Association (FMCA) and our attendance at various rallies over the years. Jim and Jane are security volunteers for FMCA and we see them at most every rally we go to.
The Easley’s came over to our coach about 5:00 and we had a cocktail and caught up on what has been going on since we last saw them in Indio back in January. About 6:00 we went over to the Lodge for dinner. We had a very nice dinner, Chicken Marsala for Jackie and I, and another drink, along with lots of great conversation. Jim and Jane are very nice people and we really enjoyed our visit. We have a lot of mutual friends through FMCA. After dinner we went back to the coach for the rest of the night.
Saturday, September 10th, we went out after lunch to do some caching in Denver. The set of caches that I downloaded for us were all located just southeast of downtown, in the older residential area of the city. Many of the homes in the area appear to be early 1900's construction and were very pretty. It was a very picturesque area and we enjoyed looking at all the buildings, however, it was a real difficult area to cache in. The streets were very narrow and most were one way streets. In addition, apparently many of the homes and apartment buildings did not have off-street parking, because the streets were packed with cars. We had to bypass several caches simply because we could not find a parking place close to the cache. We did finally manage to get ten caches, with a couple of DNFs, by 3:30, and we decided that was enough for the day.
After caching we drove to downtown Denver and the 16th Street Mall. For those not familier with Denver, the 16th Street Mall goes through the middle of downtown and is closed to all vehicle traffic except for buses. The mall is one and a quarter miles long and is lined with stores, shops and restaurants. The entire mall is paved with granite pavers and there are all kinds of street entertainers along the route. The city runs free transit buses up and down the street, making it a very popular place, even for the locals. We spent a little over an hour walking on the mall and enjoying the 78 degree weather. We did a little looking, but didn’t buy anything. After our shopping we headed back to the coach and stayed in the rest of the night.
Denver is the capital of Colorado, the capital building is right near the end of the 16th Street Mall. It’s population is a little over 600,000 and it covers nearly 155 square miles. Denver City was founded in November 1858 as a mining town during the Pikes Peak Gold Rush in western Kansas Territory. General William Larimer, a land speculator from eastern Kansas, placed cottonwood logs to stake a claim on the bluff overlooking the confluence of the South Platte River and Cherry Creek. Larimer named the townsite Denver City to curry favor with Kansas Territorial Governor James W. Denver. Larimer hoped that the town's name would help make it the county seat of Arapaho County, but unknown to him Governor Denver had already resigned from office.
Larimer, along with associates in the St. Charles City Land Company, sold parcels in the town to merchants and miners, with the intention of creating a major city that would cater to new emigrants. Denver City was a frontier town, with an economy based on servicing local miners with gambling, saloons, livestock and goods trading. The Colorado Territory was created in February of 1861and Denver City was incorporated in November of 1861. In 1867, Denver City became the Territorial Capital and shortened its name to just Denver.
Between 1880 and 1895 the city experienced a huge rise in corruption, as crime bosses, such as Soapy Smith, worked side by side with elected officials and the police to control elections, gambling, and the bunko gangs. The city also experienced a depression in 1893 after the crash of silver prices. By 1890, Denver had grown to be the second-largest city west of Omaha, but by 1900 it had dropped to third place behind San Francisco and Los Angeles. Denver has also been known historically as the Queen City of the Plains and the Queen City of the West, because of its important role in the agricultural industry of the high-plains region in eastern Colorado and along the foothills of the Colorado Front Range.
Sunday, September 11th, Patriot Day. Hard to believe that it has been ten years since the attacks on 9/11. I remember Jackie waking me up about 6:30 a.m., my normal “get up for work” time, and telling me that the news was talking about an airplane hitting one of the World Trade Center buildings. By the time we left for work all three aircraft had impacted in New York and Washington. I remember standing in the office of the country club where I worked and watching with all my co-workers as the towers each fell.
This morning’s news coverage was expected, probably necessary, but terribly depressing. We were very glad to be able to go out after lunch to do some geocaching and get away from all the remembrance ceremonies. We did some caching to the east of downtown, in the huge shopping area that has been built where the old Denver International airport, Stapleton Field, used to be. I recall going in and out of Stapleton several times back in the mid 1970's when I was working the Fugitive Division at the Sheriff’s Office in Phoenix. One of our duties was doing prisoner extraditions and we did a lot of flying to other states to pick up wanted people.
We ended up with a total of fourteen new cache finds in the course of a couple of hours, and never had to leave the large shopping area on the site of the old airport. We also took the time to go into a couple of stores in the mall for some shopping. After caching we went back to Westminster and did a little sightseeing. We drove up to the top of the hill on the north side of Westminster and visited the Westminster Castle. I mentioned this place earlier in the blog as the main building for Westminster University which opened in 1908 and served as the inspiration for the name of the city. The building is still used as a Christian school and is well maintained and very pretty. On the way to the coach after our sightseeing, we stopped in the Elks Lodge for a cocktail. We also picked up a new lodge pin for our banner, which we had neglected to do when we were in the lodge on Friday. We already have one pin from this lodge, but this year is their 50th anniversary and they had a very nice anniversary pin. After our drink we went back to the coach for the rest of the evening.
Monday, September 12th, we left the coach around noon and drove north to a small town named Berthoud, Colorado, about 45 miles north of Denver. We went there to visit our friends Doug and Linda Stoudt. Doug and Linda were the assistant wagonmasters, or tailgunners, for our caravan to Alaska in 2009. We really hit it off with them on the trip and they are one of the two couples from that journey that we have stayed in contact with. We last saw Doug and Linda in Quartzsite, Arizona, back in January. Doug and Linda have a house in the country near Berthoud, which is just south of Loveland. We had tried to get with them while we were in Loveland, but they are in the process of “reorganizing” their house, and were unable to get together while we were up there.
We got to their house about 1:00 and found that they have a lovely three story brick home on about 11 acres of land in a very pretty area of rolling hills, pastures and farms. The back of their house looks west to the mountains and they have a perfect view of Long’s Peak, the tallest peak in the Rocky Mountain National Park, from their deck. We sat out on the deck for a while talking and catching up. We then spent an hour or so looking at pictures from their summer trip to New Zealand and Australia. They are still share holders and employees of Fantasy RV Tours and they took a tour this summer to these places that was two months long. They flew down there and then used small, rented RV’s to tour New Zealand, the northeast coast of Australia, and the outback of Australia. It looked like a fantastic, fun trip.
We had a great time visiting with Doug and Linda and hope to see them out on the road sometime in the near future. They have a Monaco Knight with the same floor plan as ours. Theirs is a year newer and a different color scheme, but other than that very similar. Their son is moving into their home in Berthoud, which will enable them to spend more time on the road without having to worry about the house and grounds being maintained. They will keep a couple of bedrooms for their use when they are at home. That is the reorganization that I mentioned. Doug showed me the family car collection while we were there. He has a 1950 Chevy that is almost completely original. It has new paint, but the interior and all the mechanicals are original. He just sold it, but it was still in the drive for me to look at. His son has an 80's model Rolls-Royce that is in decent shape, an older Jaguar sedan, and a 65 Mustang that needs some work. I climbed into the back seat of the Rolls for a moment, just so I could say that I sat in the back of a Rolls. All in all, an impressive collection.
About 4:30 we left Doug and Linda’s to head down to Longmont, Colorado, about seven miles south of their house. We wanted to go to the Moose Lodge there to see it, and see Anna, the lady we met at the Loveland Elks Lodge last week. She was the one who told us that the Moose Lodge in Longmont was spectacular. She also told us that it had great RV parking, so we wanted to check it out. We arrived at the Moose, which is on the north end of town, and did find a very large building with a huge parking lot. While there is a lot of room for RV parking, we didn’t see any formal hookup sites. There were a couple of RVs parked there, but they were dry camping.
We went inside and were disappointed to find that Anna was not there. We did stay at the bar and have a couple of drinks. The bar was very big and very nice, probably the nicest Moose lodge we have visited in the few months that I have been a member. The place was very full for Monday night football and the people were very friendly. The bartender rang the bell behind the bar and announced us to everyone as visitors. We had a very nice chat with an older guy at the bar who was a past Governor for the lodge and also held offices at the state level. The Governor is the head guy of a Moose lodge, similar to the Exalted Ruler of an Elks. He also told us a story of being selected to serve on the National Council for the Moose, which would have resulted in his eventually becoming the Governor General of the Order, the top office. He didn’t take them up on it because he didn’t want to spend three years traveling around the country. This was a very nice Moose lodge and we enjoyed our visit.
After the Moose lodge we went to the south end of town and visited the Longmont Elks Lodge. This lodge is still in the original early 1900's building which was very typical Elks style architecture. The inside was very ornate and had a very nice bar and clubroom. The Lodge room was on the top floor and took up most of the floor. It was nice, but not overly elaborate. No stained glass or guilt ceilings, but a very nice, dignified room nonetheless. They also had a huge ballroom on the bottom floor which you could look down into to from the second floor clubroom through big windows. This bar was not nearly as busy as the one at the Moose, but the bartender was pretty friendly. We had one cocktail, got our lodge pin, and then headed out to go home. We got out of the lodge right at sunset and by the time we got to Westminster is was 7:30 and dark.
Since it was so late we decided to stop and get something to eat before going home. Jackie checked her Bing application on her phone and found a Mexican restaurant located just a couple miles from the Westminster lodge, that had four stars on it’s listing. We stopped there and found that the food was, indeed, excellent. We both had the special, which was a “super burrito” and you could get it with any kind of stuffing. She got grilled chicken, I had shredded beef. Both were wonderful. They were smothered in green chili sauce with lots of lettuce and tomatoes. The chips and salsa were also good, as was the service. The total meal for both of us was under $20. The name of the place is Rosita’s Mexican Restaurant, and it is located on Federal Boulevard near 81st Avenue, in Westminster. I would highly recommend this to anyone who likes Mexican food and finds themselves in the north part of the Denver metro area. After dinner we went back to the coach for the rest of the evening.
Tuesday, September 13th, we left the coach about 11:30 so we could go do lunch at one of the several Diners, Drive-ins, and Dives (Triple D) restaurants in Denver. Triple D is a show on the Food channel with chef Guy Fieri that we watch all the time. We like to try places that Fieri has visited. We decided on a place called The Bagel Deli on the south side of Denver. From the outside it doesn’t look like too much, a smallish place in a strip mall. When we went in the place was packed, but fortunately, a table opened up just as we came in. The food was outstanding. I ordered the Reuben with fries and when it came I was shocked. Jackie even took a photo of the sandwich. It had to be five inches thick, stacked with corn beef and kraut. It tasted as good as it looked too. Jackie had eggs Benedict, which she said were just OK. They didn’t come out real hot and she likes her food hot. We also ordered the sampler platter that had a sample of each of the three dishes that Fieri tried when he did the show there. It had some matza ball soup, a beef knish, and a small piece of kishke. The matza ball was very good, the knish, a small meat filled pastry, was tasty but a little dry, and the kishke was outstanding. The kishke, which they make without the trademark sausage skin, tasted like stuffing. I took half of my sandwich and most of my fries home with me, which is very unusual for me. There was just too much food, and it was not expensive either. All of the food we had was less than $35.
After lunch we went to a couple of animal shelters to look at kitties. We have been talking about getting a second cat. We had two cats when we first sold the house and took off on the road, but the older one died after less than a year. Smokey is a good companion cat, but he is not cuddly and Jackie wants a cuddly lap cat. Smokey is also getting older, he just turned eleven this year, although he probably still has a good five or six years on him. He doesn’t exactly have a tough life. We went to a non profit, no-kill shelter that only had cats first and walked around checking out the cats. This was one of the type where the cats are just all running loose in various rooms so you can go in and interact with them. We spent about an hour in there, but just couldn’t find one that really struck us as a good fit.
After the first shelter we went to another that was much more upscale and formal. This one had all types of animals, but they were all inside of locked rooms where you could see them through the glass and read the information about each one on a placard, but you couldn’t interact with them. You had to write the number of the animal you were interested in on a card, give to a worker, and then they would take you to a room and bring the animal in for you to interact with. We didn’t find anything we really liked here either, and these animals were much more expensive. Kittens were $120 and older cats were $50. We were going to do some caching, but by the time we got done with the animal shelters it was getting late in the afternoon, so we went home for the rest of the day. This place had a very cute bronze statue out in front.
Wednesday, September 14th, was another travel day. We packed up the coach and left the Westminster Elks about 10:00. We are still heading south, this time to a town called Monument, a suburb of Colorado Springs. We only had about 70 miles to travel, although we did have to make a fuel stop. The weather has really turned, it was gray and overcast and the high temperatures was supposed to only be in the 50's. We arrived at the Colorado Heights RV Resort about noon and managed to beat the predicted rain. We even got completely set up before the rain hit about 2:00.
We are going to be here in Monument for two weeks. This is one of our membership parks and seems to be a very nice place, although it is at 7,300 feet elevation so Jackie will have to watch her breathing. This also seems to be a good place to close out this chapter of the blog. I will publish again in a week or two. Until the next time, remember that out time on this earth is finite. There is never enough time to do everything, but there is always enough time to do the most important thing. Bye.
Saturday, September 3, 2011
The Blistering Hot Prarie
Welcome back to our story. The last episode concluded on Wednesday, August 24th with our arrival in historic Dodge City, Kansas. We arrived at the Gunsmoke RV park about noon after a 100 mile drive from Hooker, Oklahoma. Since it was quite hot, and a travel day to boot, after we got set up we just stayed in the coach for the rest of the day.
Thursday, August 25th we headed out after lunch to do some exploring and geocaching in Dodge City. The basic history of Dodge City is pretty well known, with lots of books, movies and television shows centered around the town. Dodge City can really trace it roots back to the early 1800's and the Santa Fe Trail, a travel and trade route which linked the State of Missouri with the city of Santa Fe in the Western territory. Because the route went though Indian territory, the Army built a series of forts along the trail to help protect travelers. In 1865, at the end of the Civil War, the Army established Fort Dodge not too far from the Arkansas River. A few years later, in 1872, settlers to the area laid out a town about five miles West of the fort, which they aptly named Dodge City. This was same time that the Santa Fe Railroad was pushed through to the new town. Because of a variety of quarantine actions by the Kansas State government, the routes used to move cattle from Texas up into Kansas and Missouri for slaughter were pushed West. Around 1876 the new town of Dodge City suddenly found itself the Queen of the Cow Towns.
South of the tracks, hastily built frame buildings and tents housed two grocery and general merchandise stores, a dance hall, a restaurant, a barber shop, a blacksmith shop and a saloon. The famous Front Street legend had begun. During those early years, Dodge City also acquired it’s infamous stamp of lawlessness and gun-slinging. There was no local law enforcement and the military had no jurisdiction over the town. Buffalo hunters, railroad workers, drifters and soldiers scrapped and fought, leading to the shootings where men died with their boots on. That created a hasty need for a local burial place, Boot Hill Cemetery. The cemetery is now a part of downtown Dodge City. It was used only until 1878.
Dodge City was the Buffalo capital of the country for three years until mass slaughter destroyed the huge herds and left the Prairie littered with decaying carcasses. An estimated 850,000 Buffalo hides were shipped from Dodge City in the years 1872-1874.
Law and order in Dodge came in the form of such now famous names as Bat Masterson, Wyatt Earp, Bill Tilghman and Charlie Bassett. Out of these personalities evolved the famous fictional character of Marshal Matt Dillon. The town these early men knew was laid out with two Front Streets, one on either side of the railroad tracks. The city passed an ordinance that guns could not be worn or carried north of the "deadline" which was the railroad tracks. The south side where "anything went" was wide open. In 1876 the population was 1,200 and nineteen businesses were licensed to sell liquor. The Long Branch Saloon, made famous in the legendary television series “Gunsmoke” really existed in Dodge City. Fort Dodge was closed in 1882 and by 1886, the cattle drives had ended. Wyatt Earp and his brothers moved to Tombstone and their famous date with destiny there, Bat Masterson moved East and became a writer. Dodge City settled down into a typical Kansas prairie town with farming and cattle ranching as the primary economic drivers. However, it never forgot it’s past and there are monuments and parks all over town keeping the names and places of the past alive.
We did our geocaching around town first so as to avoid the worst heat of the day. We had pretty good luck, finding a total of twelve new caches, with one new DNF, in the course of about two and one half hours. We also found a couple new travel bugs, which seem to have been far and few between the last few weeks. One of the caches was in the Visitors Center downtown, where we gathered some information on the area, including some of the history outlined above. Another of the caches was pretty cute and easy to find, just hard to get to. It was a standard rural mailbox on a ten foot pole outside a hanger at the local airport. The cache was a container inside the mailbox. There was a stick with a hook on it conveniently located nearby. The cache was a play on some novelty mailboxes we have seen other places in the country. People put a box on a tall pole and then put a sign on it that says, “air mail.” Pretty cute.
After we got our twelve finds we quit caching and did some sightseeing in the area. We stopped at the Boot Hill Museum, thinking it was a city run operation. Turns out that the original Boot Hill in downtown Dodge is privately owned and they have built their own museum and gift shop. They also built a replica of what Front Street might have looked like in the late 1800's, including the Long Branch Saloon. Unfortunately, they wanted $10 a head to tour their “museum” so we didn’t take them up on it. We also drove for about an hour on various streets in town, looking at old houses and buildings and just getting a feel for the town. Very nice little place. Currently Dodge City has a population of about 30,000 and meat packing and support for local farming and ranching are the primary economic forces. After our caching we went back to the coach and relaxed the rest of the day.
Friday, August 26th, we left the coach after lunch to do some more geocaching. Our first stop was a virtual cache (no actual cache container) located at a roadside historical monument. I walked out on the path and was able to see some of the remains of the actual tracks from the Santa Fe Trail, left by the wagons traveling West over 150 years ago. Pretty impressive. We spent the afternoon working on caches located in outlying areas and found a total of ten new caches with two DNFs. In our caching we visited Montezuma, primarily a farming community, but also host to a wind farm, an area where about 170 windmills are located generating power. Small by the standards of someone from the Palm Springs area like us, where thousands of windmills are working.
After our caching we visited the original site of Fort Dodge, which is now the Kansas Soldier’s Home. There are a whole bunch of small bungalows along with several buildings that appear to be dormitories. There is also a VA clinic on the site. Looks like Kansas really cares about it’s veterans. We also paid a visit to the Boot Hill casino, locate on Highway 50, not too far from our RV park. Boot Hill is apparently where money goes to die, because our $20 donations didn’t last long. Oh, well. After the casino visit we headed for the coach where we stayed the rest of the day.
No Elks or Moose lodges in Dodge. Kansas has very strict liquor laws and was the last state to eliminate prohibition, waiting until 1948. Even now there are dozens of dry counties and most of the rest have restrictions that on-sale service, buying drinks to consume on the premises, can only be in an establishement where at least 30 percent of the revenue is from food. Basically this means there can be no true “bar’ or cocktail lounge that is not a restaurant. There are only a handful of counties, mostly around the big cities like Wichita and Kansas City, that allow regular bars. The county we are in is Ford County and it has the food restriction, so there are no bars. There can’t be bars in private clubs like Elks or Moose.
As we pulled into the driveway by our coach this afternoon the thermometer in the car showed 107 degrees, this was about 4:30. When we watched the local news we noticed that this broke the all time number of days over 100 degrees in Dodge City for one season. The previous record was 40 days from sometime back in the 1930's.
Basically, Oklahoma, Kansas and North Texas are getting more heat than they did during the dust bowl days of the 30's. Things are looking bleak in this area. As we drive around we see thousands of acres of corn and feed looking brown and stunted. We can see food prices spiking in the next few months as a result of the extreme heat and drought in this area. This has been an eye opening visit with regard to what these farmers and ranchers are going through. Good thing there are lots of churches around. These plains folks are certainly church goers. Our tour through Dodge City revealed dozens of churches. There were times when we could see five or six different churches from one place on the road.
Saturday, August 27th is moving day again. Time to get the Hell out of Dodge. Originally, I wanted to head North through Kansas to a town not too far from the Nebraska border named Lebanon. Not too far from Lebanon is a marker put out in 1918 by the U.S. Coast and Geodetic Survey, the predecessor agency to the current National Geodetic Survey. This marker is supposed to represent what they determined to be the exact geographic center of the lower 48 states, which, of course, WAS the United States in 1918 since Alaska and Hawaii didn’t come along until 1959. I just thought it would be neat to stand exactly in the center of the country.
Unfortunately, when I started looking for RV parks in North central Kansas I found nothing. No RV parks anywhere close to Lebanon that I could find. Since we would be going a couple hundred miles out of our way to get there, I didn’t want to take a chance on finding a place to park. It just wasn’t that important a deal. Bottom line, we decided to just head West, back into Colorado and take a more direct route to our next reservation destination, Loveland, Colorado, North of Denver. We have had these reservations for several months. We need to be in Loveland on September 2nd. So, we left Dodge City about 9:30 and headed West on U.S. 50 to Lamar, Colorado, about 150 miles away. En route we time traveled, crossing into Mountain Time just before exiting Kansas. We arrived at the Country Acres RV park about 11:30, local time, and got set up for a five day stay. This is a Passport America park and we got in for $17 a night. Since we don’t really have any special place to be between now and September 2nd, we decided to go cheap and just stay here for most of the six day gap. We will stop at a KOA halfway between here and Loveland on Thursday for just one night. KOA’s are just too damn expensive to spent a lot of time there.
This park is a little rugged, not quite as much as Alice’s down in Hooker, but very basic. We did get a 50 amp site with full hookups, so we will be happy here. We will cache a couple of days and relax the rest of the time. Got a few chores to be done with the coach anyway. It was hot here, in the high 90's, but cooler than Dodge City. The weather showed that it would be six or seven degrees cooler here than in Dodge, so it should be comfortable. Once we got the coach set up and settled in we just stayed in the rest of the day.
Now for your history lesson. Lamar was one of the way stations on the Santa Fe Trail for a long time. After abandoning his first site about 50 miles West, William Bent built his second trading post several miles west of what is now Lamar in 1853. This was the area of "Big Timbers," a thick belt of giant cottonwoods that extended up the Arkansas river almost 40 miles.
As a town, Lamar was founded by speculators who reasoned they needed a federal land office and a railroad depot to ensure their venture's success. So they named the town "Lamar" after the sitting secretary of the interior, Lucius Lamar and he granted them the land office. One interesting story I found in my research related to the town’s first railroad depot. The town “fathers” actually stole it from a cattleman who lived 3 miles out of town. He had built the depot as a way to easily get his cattle onto the trains. The mayor of Lamar had the rancher summoned to Pueblo, the largest nearby city and the center of commerce for Southern Colorado. While the rancher was gone, the city fathers hauled his railroad depot into their townsite. On May 24, 1886, lots went on sale and before the week was out, several saloons and real estate agencies had set up shop and were doing business. Evidently the rancher didn’t make too much of a stink about his depot. By December, 1886, stores, schools, a church and a newspaper were in operation and the town's population reached 1,000.
Today Lamar has a population of about 10,000 and is primarily a support and transportation center for local farming and ranching. In 1983 Neoplan, a manufacturer of transit buses, built a plant here and also had its headquarters here. However, the company went bankrupt in 2006 and the plant is closed.
Sunday, August 28th we decided to pretty much stay in for the day. We got off to a bit of a rough start when I woke up just before 5:00 a.m. and noticed that the outside power was off. Our inverter was keeping most of the stuff inside operating, but it was pulling the batteries down. I wasn’t sure how long it had been off. I fell asleep about midnight after the band that was playing in the courtyard of the RV park quit. They were having some sort of community fund raiser party and had quite a crowd. The band was good and I enjoyed laying in bed listening through the open window.
Anyway, I went outside and noticed that my surge protector, connected between the coach and the power pedestal, showed that one leg of the 50 amp circuit was out. I reset the breakers, but it still showed one of the two legs dead. I got the adapter for plugging into 30 amp service and plugged the coach into the 30 amp receptacle and we had power, so I went back in and back to bed. In the morning I went to the office and told them about the problem. Within a half hour the owner showed up and between he, his son and I we managed to replace the breakers on the 50 amp receptacle. That was the problem, one of the breakers had burned out. New breaker and we had our 50 amps back. That is good because it’s supposed to be hot for the rest of the time we are here and with 30 amps we can only run one A/C. With the 50 we can run both. Yea.
We did go out briefly after lunch for a quick Walmart run. While we were in the car the thermometer showed the temperature to be over 100. Other than that, we just stayed in the coach and relaxed for the entire day.
Monday, August 29th, we decided that this would be a good day for caching since it was supposed to be much cooler than it has been for the last week or so. We left the house after lunch and started our caching right in Lamar, and then started East on U.S. 50 caching along the way. As with most rural and small town areas, the caches were spread out over a long way. We actually ended up back in Kansas where we did two caches before going back West to Lamar. I think we ended up driving over 100 miles today, but in the process we got 17 new finds with no DNFs and our last find was number 2,800. Yea, another milestone.
Two interesting things from our caching day. Of our 17 finds, seven were cemetery caches from a series called “Colorado Spirit Quest.” We have done spirit quest caches before, I recall some from back in Minnesota and Iowa back in 2008. Fortunately for us, all of the spirit quest caches today were pretty quick and easy finds. We also did a virtual cache, and actually one of the spirt quest caches, inside the grounds where the ruins of Camp Amache are preserved. The virtual asked for some information off of a sign at the entrance to the ruins. It was a wooden sign with a map of the camp carved on it. The original map had been drawn by a Japanese high school student who was in the camp during the war. It was later copied to the sign by some high school kids in Lamar that are helping to preserve the ruins.
Camp Amache, originally called the Granada War Relocation Center, was one of 10 Japanese American internment camps, or “relocation” centers, created by President Franklin D. Roosevelt after the Japanese attack on Pearl Harbor, Hawaii on December 7, 1941. The camp opened in August 1942 and is about a mile West of the small farming community of Granada, a half mile south of Highway 50. It is about 25 miles East of Lamar, where we are staying. At it’s peak it had a population of 7,318 persons.
Nearly all of those interned at the camp came from the West Coast of the U.S., mostly from the Los Angeles area. Each person was only allowed to bring one bag, therefore, many people were forced to sell what they could or give away their possessions before being forced out. This also included pets. The camp's unofficial name quickly became Camp Amache, named after a Cheyenne Indian chief's daughter.
The Camp Amache residential area was spread across a low hill, which prevented the flooding and mud problems which plagued other internment camps. It was surrounded by barbed-wire fencing, with eight machine-gun towers located all around the camp. However, all eight towers were rarely manned at one time, and the guns were never used. The camp had a police department which was actually worked by Japanese Americans living at the camp.
Camp leaders, internees themselves, set up a separate Amache District for Boy Scouts at the camp. These Scouts still flew the American flag, notwithstanding the treatment they and their families had received from the government. The camp had a high school with an excellent football team. Sources indicate that the high school football team lost one game in three years. One noteworthy event was when the Amache football team played the undefeated football team from Holly, Colorado, which is located just 11 miles east of Amache on U.S. 50. This game was unique because Holly actually agreed to come up to the camp and play Amache on their home field. One of the Holly team players was Roy Romer, who went on to become Governor of Colorado in 1987. The Amache team won this game by a score of 7-0, the only touchdown coming from a trick play, thus the Amache team can claim to be undefeated on their own field.
Today there are no complete structures left on the site, however, there are hundreds of concrete foundations and the road system is still passable. We drove around for quite some time looking around the camp. The cemetery is still there and is still maintained. Over 100 internees died during their stay at the camp and are buried in this cemetery. There are also over 40 military veterans, Japanese who, after joining the US military, fought and died in Europe. We had one cache near the cemetery and another near the entrance to the camp. It was spooky driving around the now deserted and desolate camp. After our caching we headed back to the coach where we spent the rest of the evening.
Tuesday, August 30th, a stay at home day. Both Jackie and I got some chores done around the coach, but other than that, we just stayed in for the day. Wednesday we went out after lunch and did our laundry in town. We then went to Walmart to do some shopping. Later on in the afternoon we paid a visit to the Lamar Elks Lodge. We have never been to this lodge, which is only about a mile South of where we are staying. The lodge is in the clubhouse for the Lamar Golf Course, although I am unsure as to whether the Lodge owns the course or just rents space. It is only on one end of the building. The lodge has a very nice, homey clubroom and the people that were in there were very friendly. We chatted with the Exalted Ruler for quite a while. The Lodge has about 500 members. We had three drinks, one of which was on the lodge, then got our lodge pin and headed home for dinner.
Thursday, September 1st, one of our anniversaries. On September 1, 1998, I moved from Phoenix to Indio to be with Jackie and we have been together ever since. Happy Anniversary us!! Yea! Today was a moving day, so about 9:30 we pulled in the walls and started North out of Lamar, heading for Limon, Colorado, about 120 miles Northwest. It was an uneventful trip and we arrived at the KOA in Limon about noon. Since we are only going to be here one night we didn’t even unhook the car. We just plugged in the water and electric, settled the coach and relaxed for the day. Limon is just a small town, about 2,500 population, that sits at about 5,300 feet elevation. It is mostly just a railroad town, but now has one of Colorado’s prisons, which employs about 500 people and is the town’s biggest employer.
Friday, September 2nd, we were up and out of the KOA about 9:30 and on the road again. We picked up I-70, our first freeway in about a month, and headed Northwest towards Loveland, Colorado. Loveland is in the Northern part of the front range, not too far from Fort Collins. We had 140 miles to drive and the first 90 minutes we were in some weather. Light rain, some fog and lots of wind. As we got closer to Denver we drove out of the weather and it got nice. The traffic in the Denver metro area was pretty heavy, as could be expected on a Friday before a holiday weekend. We finally arrived at the Riverview RV park just West of Loveland on Highway 34. Seems to be a nice park and it looks pretty full for the weekend. Since we are a little ways up into the canyon we have no phone service where we are parked. Fortunately, I was able to get the satellite TV working and they have good internet here, so the only thing we lack is a phone while we are in the coach.
We will be here in Loveland for a week before moving down closer to Denver for a while. This seems like a good place to close this episode of our story. I will post again, probably in about two weeks when we get done in Denver. Until we meet again, remember the words of Henry David Thoreau; “Go confidently in the direction of your dreams. Live the life you have imagined.” Bye.
Thursday, August 25th we headed out after lunch to do some exploring and geocaching in Dodge City. The basic history of Dodge City is pretty well known, with lots of books, movies and television shows centered around the town. Dodge City can really trace it roots back to the early 1800's and the Santa Fe Trail, a travel and trade route which linked the State of Missouri with the city of Santa Fe in the Western territory. Because the route went though Indian territory, the Army built a series of forts along the trail to help protect travelers. In 1865, at the end of the Civil War, the Army established Fort Dodge not too far from the Arkansas River. A few years later, in 1872, settlers to the area laid out a town about five miles West of the fort, which they aptly named Dodge City. This was same time that the Santa Fe Railroad was pushed through to the new town. Because of a variety of quarantine actions by the Kansas State government, the routes used to move cattle from Texas up into Kansas and Missouri for slaughter were pushed West. Around 1876 the new town of Dodge City suddenly found itself the Queen of the Cow Towns.
South of the tracks, hastily built frame buildings and tents housed two grocery and general merchandise stores, a dance hall, a restaurant, a barber shop, a blacksmith shop and a saloon. The famous Front Street legend had begun. During those early years, Dodge City also acquired it’s infamous stamp of lawlessness and gun-slinging. There was no local law enforcement and the military had no jurisdiction over the town. Buffalo hunters, railroad workers, drifters and soldiers scrapped and fought, leading to the shootings where men died with their boots on. That created a hasty need for a local burial place, Boot Hill Cemetery. The cemetery is now a part of downtown Dodge City. It was used only until 1878.
Dodge City was the Buffalo capital of the country for three years until mass slaughter destroyed the huge herds and left the Prairie littered with decaying carcasses. An estimated 850,000 Buffalo hides were shipped from Dodge City in the years 1872-1874.
Law and order in Dodge came in the form of such now famous names as Bat Masterson, Wyatt Earp, Bill Tilghman and Charlie Bassett. Out of these personalities evolved the famous fictional character of Marshal Matt Dillon. The town these early men knew was laid out with two Front Streets, one on either side of the railroad tracks. The city passed an ordinance that guns could not be worn or carried north of the "deadline" which was the railroad tracks. The south side where "anything went" was wide open. In 1876 the population was 1,200 and nineteen businesses were licensed to sell liquor. The Long Branch Saloon, made famous in the legendary television series “Gunsmoke” really existed in Dodge City. Fort Dodge was closed in 1882 and by 1886, the cattle drives had ended. Wyatt Earp and his brothers moved to Tombstone and their famous date with destiny there, Bat Masterson moved East and became a writer. Dodge City settled down into a typical Kansas prairie town with farming and cattle ranching as the primary economic drivers. However, it never forgot it’s past and there are monuments and parks all over town keeping the names and places of the past alive.
We did our geocaching around town first so as to avoid the worst heat of the day. We had pretty good luck, finding a total of twelve new caches, with one new DNF, in the course of about two and one half hours. We also found a couple new travel bugs, which seem to have been far and few between the last few weeks. One of the caches was in the Visitors Center downtown, where we gathered some information on the area, including some of the history outlined above. Another of the caches was pretty cute and easy to find, just hard to get to. It was a standard rural mailbox on a ten foot pole outside a hanger at the local airport. The cache was a container inside the mailbox. There was a stick with a hook on it conveniently located nearby. The cache was a play on some novelty mailboxes we have seen other places in the country. People put a box on a tall pole and then put a sign on it that says, “air mail.” Pretty cute.
After we got our twelve finds we quit caching and did some sightseeing in the area. We stopped at the Boot Hill Museum, thinking it was a city run operation. Turns out that the original Boot Hill in downtown Dodge is privately owned and they have built their own museum and gift shop. They also built a replica of what Front Street might have looked like in the late 1800's, including the Long Branch Saloon. Unfortunately, they wanted $10 a head to tour their “museum” so we didn’t take them up on it. We also drove for about an hour on various streets in town, looking at old houses and buildings and just getting a feel for the town. Very nice little place. Currently Dodge City has a population of about 30,000 and meat packing and support for local farming and ranching are the primary economic forces. After our caching we went back to the coach and relaxed the rest of the day.
Friday, August 26th, we left the coach after lunch to do some more geocaching. Our first stop was a virtual cache (no actual cache container) located at a roadside historical monument. I walked out on the path and was able to see some of the remains of the actual tracks from the Santa Fe Trail, left by the wagons traveling West over 150 years ago. Pretty impressive. We spent the afternoon working on caches located in outlying areas and found a total of ten new caches with two DNFs. In our caching we visited Montezuma, primarily a farming community, but also host to a wind farm, an area where about 170 windmills are located generating power. Small by the standards of someone from the Palm Springs area like us, where thousands of windmills are working.
After our caching we visited the original site of Fort Dodge, which is now the Kansas Soldier’s Home. There are a whole bunch of small bungalows along with several buildings that appear to be dormitories. There is also a VA clinic on the site. Looks like Kansas really cares about it’s veterans. We also paid a visit to the Boot Hill casino, locate on Highway 50, not too far from our RV park. Boot Hill is apparently where money goes to die, because our $20 donations didn’t last long. Oh, well. After the casino visit we headed for the coach where we stayed the rest of the day.
No Elks or Moose lodges in Dodge. Kansas has very strict liquor laws and was the last state to eliminate prohibition, waiting until 1948. Even now there are dozens of dry counties and most of the rest have restrictions that on-sale service, buying drinks to consume on the premises, can only be in an establishement where at least 30 percent of the revenue is from food. Basically this means there can be no true “bar’ or cocktail lounge that is not a restaurant. There are only a handful of counties, mostly around the big cities like Wichita and Kansas City, that allow regular bars. The county we are in is Ford County and it has the food restriction, so there are no bars. There can’t be bars in private clubs like Elks or Moose.
As we pulled into the driveway by our coach this afternoon the thermometer in the car showed 107 degrees, this was about 4:30. When we watched the local news we noticed that this broke the all time number of days over 100 degrees in Dodge City for one season. The previous record was 40 days from sometime back in the 1930's.
Basically, Oklahoma, Kansas and North Texas are getting more heat than they did during the dust bowl days of the 30's. Things are looking bleak in this area. As we drive around we see thousands of acres of corn and feed looking brown and stunted. We can see food prices spiking in the next few months as a result of the extreme heat and drought in this area. This has been an eye opening visit with regard to what these farmers and ranchers are going through. Good thing there are lots of churches around. These plains folks are certainly church goers. Our tour through Dodge City revealed dozens of churches. There were times when we could see five or six different churches from one place on the road.
Saturday, August 27th is moving day again. Time to get the Hell out of Dodge. Originally, I wanted to head North through Kansas to a town not too far from the Nebraska border named Lebanon. Not too far from Lebanon is a marker put out in 1918 by the U.S. Coast and Geodetic Survey, the predecessor agency to the current National Geodetic Survey. This marker is supposed to represent what they determined to be the exact geographic center of the lower 48 states, which, of course, WAS the United States in 1918 since Alaska and Hawaii didn’t come along until 1959. I just thought it would be neat to stand exactly in the center of the country.
Unfortunately, when I started looking for RV parks in North central Kansas I found nothing. No RV parks anywhere close to Lebanon that I could find. Since we would be going a couple hundred miles out of our way to get there, I didn’t want to take a chance on finding a place to park. It just wasn’t that important a deal. Bottom line, we decided to just head West, back into Colorado and take a more direct route to our next reservation destination, Loveland, Colorado, North of Denver. We have had these reservations for several months. We need to be in Loveland on September 2nd. So, we left Dodge City about 9:30 and headed West on U.S. 50 to Lamar, Colorado, about 150 miles away. En route we time traveled, crossing into Mountain Time just before exiting Kansas. We arrived at the Country Acres RV park about 11:30, local time, and got set up for a five day stay. This is a Passport America park and we got in for $17 a night. Since we don’t really have any special place to be between now and September 2nd, we decided to go cheap and just stay here for most of the six day gap. We will stop at a KOA halfway between here and Loveland on Thursday for just one night. KOA’s are just too damn expensive to spent a lot of time there.
This park is a little rugged, not quite as much as Alice’s down in Hooker, but very basic. We did get a 50 amp site with full hookups, so we will be happy here. We will cache a couple of days and relax the rest of the time. Got a few chores to be done with the coach anyway. It was hot here, in the high 90's, but cooler than Dodge City. The weather showed that it would be six or seven degrees cooler here than in Dodge, so it should be comfortable. Once we got the coach set up and settled in we just stayed in the rest of the day.
Now for your history lesson. Lamar was one of the way stations on the Santa Fe Trail for a long time. After abandoning his first site about 50 miles West, William Bent built his second trading post several miles west of what is now Lamar in 1853. This was the area of "Big Timbers," a thick belt of giant cottonwoods that extended up the Arkansas river almost 40 miles.
As a town, Lamar was founded by speculators who reasoned they needed a federal land office and a railroad depot to ensure their venture's success. So they named the town "Lamar" after the sitting secretary of the interior, Lucius Lamar and he granted them the land office. One interesting story I found in my research related to the town’s first railroad depot. The town “fathers” actually stole it from a cattleman who lived 3 miles out of town. He had built the depot as a way to easily get his cattle onto the trains. The mayor of Lamar had the rancher summoned to Pueblo, the largest nearby city and the center of commerce for Southern Colorado. While the rancher was gone, the city fathers hauled his railroad depot into their townsite. On May 24, 1886, lots went on sale and before the week was out, several saloons and real estate agencies had set up shop and were doing business. Evidently the rancher didn’t make too much of a stink about his depot. By December, 1886, stores, schools, a church and a newspaper were in operation and the town's population reached 1,000.
Today Lamar has a population of about 10,000 and is primarily a support and transportation center for local farming and ranching. In 1983 Neoplan, a manufacturer of transit buses, built a plant here and also had its headquarters here. However, the company went bankrupt in 2006 and the plant is closed.
Sunday, August 28th we decided to pretty much stay in for the day. We got off to a bit of a rough start when I woke up just before 5:00 a.m. and noticed that the outside power was off. Our inverter was keeping most of the stuff inside operating, but it was pulling the batteries down. I wasn’t sure how long it had been off. I fell asleep about midnight after the band that was playing in the courtyard of the RV park quit. They were having some sort of community fund raiser party and had quite a crowd. The band was good and I enjoyed laying in bed listening through the open window.
Anyway, I went outside and noticed that my surge protector, connected between the coach and the power pedestal, showed that one leg of the 50 amp circuit was out. I reset the breakers, but it still showed one of the two legs dead. I got the adapter for plugging into 30 amp service and plugged the coach into the 30 amp receptacle and we had power, so I went back in and back to bed. In the morning I went to the office and told them about the problem. Within a half hour the owner showed up and between he, his son and I we managed to replace the breakers on the 50 amp receptacle. That was the problem, one of the breakers had burned out. New breaker and we had our 50 amps back. That is good because it’s supposed to be hot for the rest of the time we are here and with 30 amps we can only run one A/C. With the 50 we can run both. Yea.
We did go out briefly after lunch for a quick Walmart run. While we were in the car the thermometer showed the temperature to be over 100. Other than that, we just stayed in the coach and relaxed for the entire day.
Monday, August 29th, we decided that this would be a good day for caching since it was supposed to be much cooler than it has been for the last week or so. We left the house after lunch and started our caching right in Lamar, and then started East on U.S. 50 caching along the way. As with most rural and small town areas, the caches were spread out over a long way. We actually ended up back in Kansas where we did two caches before going back West to Lamar. I think we ended up driving over 100 miles today, but in the process we got 17 new finds with no DNFs and our last find was number 2,800. Yea, another milestone.
Two interesting things from our caching day. Of our 17 finds, seven were cemetery caches from a series called “Colorado Spirit Quest.” We have done spirit quest caches before, I recall some from back in Minnesota and Iowa back in 2008. Fortunately for us, all of the spirit quest caches today were pretty quick and easy finds. We also did a virtual cache, and actually one of the spirt quest caches, inside the grounds where the ruins of Camp Amache are preserved. The virtual asked for some information off of a sign at the entrance to the ruins. It was a wooden sign with a map of the camp carved on it. The original map had been drawn by a Japanese high school student who was in the camp during the war. It was later copied to the sign by some high school kids in Lamar that are helping to preserve the ruins.
Camp Amache, originally called the Granada War Relocation Center, was one of 10 Japanese American internment camps, or “relocation” centers, created by President Franklin D. Roosevelt after the Japanese attack on Pearl Harbor, Hawaii on December 7, 1941. The camp opened in August 1942 and is about a mile West of the small farming community of Granada, a half mile south of Highway 50. It is about 25 miles East of Lamar, where we are staying. At it’s peak it had a population of 7,318 persons.
Nearly all of those interned at the camp came from the West Coast of the U.S., mostly from the Los Angeles area. Each person was only allowed to bring one bag, therefore, many people were forced to sell what they could or give away their possessions before being forced out. This also included pets. The camp's unofficial name quickly became Camp Amache, named after a Cheyenne Indian chief's daughter.
The Camp Amache residential area was spread across a low hill, which prevented the flooding and mud problems which plagued other internment camps. It was surrounded by barbed-wire fencing, with eight machine-gun towers located all around the camp. However, all eight towers were rarely manned at one time, and the guns were never used. The camp had a police department which was actually worked by Japanese Americans living at the camp.
Camp leaders, internees themselves, set up a separate Amache District for Boy Scouts at the camp. These Scouts still flew the American flag, notwithstanding the treatment they and their families had received from the government. The camp had a high school with an excellent football team. Sources indicate that the high school football team lost one game in three years. One noteworthy event was when the Amache football team played the undefeated football team from Holly, Colorado, which is located just 11 miles east of Amache on U.S. 50. This game was unique because Holly actually agreed to come up to the camp and play Amache on their home field. One of the Holly team players was Roy Romer, who went on to become Governor of Colorado in 1987. The Amache team won this game by a score of 7-0, the only touchdown coming from a trick play, thus the Amache team can claim to be undefeated on their own field.
Today there are no complete structures left on the site, however, there are hundreds of concrete foundations and the road system is still passable. We drove around for quite some time looking around the camp. The cemetery is still there and is still maintained. Over 100 internees died during their stay at the camp and are buried in this cemetery. There are also over 40 military veterans, Japanese who, after joining the US military, fought and died in Europe. We had one cache near the cemetery and another near the entrance to the camp. It was spooky driving around the now deserted and desolate camp. After our caching we headed back to the coach where we spent the rest of the evening.
Tuesday, August 30th, a stay at home day. Both Jackie and I got some chores done around the coach, but other than that, we just stayed in for the day. Wednesday we went out after lunch and did our laundry in town. We then went to Walmart to do some shopping. Later on in the afternoon we paid a visit to the Lamar Elks Lodge. We have never been to this lodge, which is only about a mile South of where we are staying. The lodge is in the clubhouse for the Lamar Golf Course, although I am unsure as to whether the Lodge owns the course or just rents space. It is only on one end of the building. The lodge has a very nice, homey clubroom and the people that were in there were very friendly. We chatted with the Exalted Ruler for quite a while. The Lodge has about 500 members. We had three drinks, one of which was on the lodge, then got our lodge pin and headed home for dinner.
Thursday, September 1st, one of our anniversaries. On September 1, 1998, I moved from Phoenix to Indio to be with Jackie and we have been together ever since. Happy Anniversary us!! Yea! Today was a moving day, so about 9:30 we pulled in the walls and started North out of Lamar, heading for Limon, Colorado, about 120 miles Northwest. It was an uneventful trip and we arrived at the KOA in Limon about noon. Since we are only going to be here one night we didn’t even unhook the car. We just plugged in the water and electric, settled the coach and relaxed for the day. Limon is just a small town, about 2,500 population, that sits at about 5,300 feet elevation. It is mostly just a railroad town, but now has one of Colorado’s prisons, which employs about 500 people and is the town’s biggest employer.
Friday, September 2nd, we were up and out of the KOA about 9:30 and on the road again. We picked up I-70, our first freeway in about a month, and headed Northwest towards Loveland, Colorado. Loveland is in the Northern part of the front range, not too far from Fort Collins. We had 140 miles to drive and the first 90 minutes we were in some weather. Light rain, some fog and lots of wind. As we got closer to Denver we drove out of the weather and it got nice. The traffic in the Denver metro area was pretty heavy, as could be expected on a Friday before a holiday weekend. We finally arrived at the Riverview RV park just West of Loveland on Highway 34. Seems to be a nice park and it looks pretty full for the weekend. Since we are a little ways up into the canyon we have no phone service where we are parked. Fortunately, I was able to get the satellite TV working and they have good internet here, so the only thing we lack is a phone while we are in the coach.
We will be here in Loveland for a week before moving down closer to Denver for a while. This seems like a good place to close this episode of our story. I will post again, probably in about two weeks when we get done in Denver. Until we meet again, remember the words of Henry David Thoreau; “Go confidently in the direction of your dreams. Live the life you have imagined.” Bye.
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