On Boxing Day we took our kids, Mary and Eddy took the twins, and we caravanned with Anne up the way from Dolores past the small mountain town of Rico, pulled over at a spot, and got our sleds out. It was high up in the sky, it was windy and snowing sideways, and while Pete and Colton and Anne and Bohdi (her son) took off for higher ground for sledding, we tried to get the kids set up close by, and eventually we went back to Rico for brunch.
The elevation at Lizard Pass was 13,113, and while we were told later that elevation was for the summit, we sure felt it then.
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| Cass bundled up well |
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| Camille, with Corrie and one of our sleds |
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| Cass and the big sled |
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| Badass grub shop in Rico, CO |
I didn't have proper snow boots, and once my leg disappeared into snow and my shoe filled up, I knew I wouldn't be lasting too much longer. We stopped at the local artsy coffee shop slash food spot and took over the joint for an hour, buying gear and food and drinks before braving the icy roads home.
It was a treacherous drive at the end of an awesome morning.
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