This was a great trip. Not just the railroad, but the whole vacation. Well, maybe not the whole vacation. I’m remembering now the Saturday night massacre, with a double feature at the ER after a course of mac & cheese from sweet Auntie Pooh, “Have some more cheese, my pretty.” At least Rey finally got his lactose intolerance diagnosed.
It was 2006 and Saint Louis met Seattle in Durango, which is about halfway in-between. We rented a pair of cabins just outside of town that overlooked a lake. Really just a damned river, but Vallecito Reservoir still represents a sizeable percentage of Colorado’s 0.4% water covered area. I saw there, but did not snap a flight of national guard C-130s that swept in low over the lake. I still have the bike. Dave has the car. 2006 was the Gnome summer.
In addition to the train ride, we also drove to Silverton via the “million-dollar highway.” The other big highlight of this trip that we shared was Mesa Verde. Jay, thanks for having a birthday and the excuse to go down memory lane.