Good fortunate has smiled upon us again.
It could of happened at Cedar Mesa or in the Yukon but our fuel pump waited until we were two blocks from friends and great music to die. Our goal had been to meet our new friends Rick and Donna at the Roadhouse Bar in Buena Vista for open mic night. The tow truck driver gave us a lift and we arrived at the bar in a unique but fitting style. The Roadhouse building used to house the state road shop…
Tonight it housed musicians. We rocked our car blues away. Didn't take long to forget the loss of our home on wheels. With good music and friends we settled into the Salida area while the Explorer got repaired.
From Salida we headed to Boulder to drop the car at Fowlers and catch a flight to Florida. This involved some repacking of clothing and gear. Rick serenaded us as we packed in his driveway. Packing doesn't get any better then this.
Our luck continued with our time in Boulder with Barb, Jack, Tom and a big dog named Norm. The Fowlers sent us off in style . It was great to hike the property with Jack, healthy after a car accident. We're now Florida and the Bahamas bound.
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