The day began with a stop in Colorado Springs to visit the Garden of the Gods. Really a spectacular site. My pictures won't begin to do justice to it. It was pretty chilly and rainy, but worth getting cold for.
Then we changed our mind again and headed for Durango CO. We ran across a little town on the way called Fort Garland, and pulled in at what we thought was the visitor's center, but instead turned out to be the White Mountain Trading Post. Quite the unexpected place! We were warmly greeted by Melina, who told us about the place and gave us a tour, which included meeting Sammy, the Macaw.
6 or 8 of the family members standing around enjoying his music. One very talented young woman, Amy, brought her violin out and together they kept us entertained for more than an hour. It was wonderful!
Back on 160, we got as far as South Fork when the snow started to move in. Plus we were hungry and had just about despaired of finding a restaurant open on Sunday night on this lonely strip of road, when we came across the Rockaway Cafe...it couldn't have been more perfect. The ambience was warm and cozy, and Barb, our hostess, took good care of us. She warned us off trying to get through to Durango over the Wolf Creek Pass tonight, and told us about a place just up the road that would be a good place to stay the night while we waited out the storm. Bob and Sherry Mason made us feel right at home here at the Wolf Creek Ski Lodge. It's a nice, cozy place with comfortable rooms and tomorrow is another day...night all.