A Postcard from Colorado

Getting good wireless access in the boonies is tricky.  In our Grand Island motel room we were able to post several photos, and it took, but when it came time to do this week's To Buy or Not to Buy, with 10 or more photos, nothing would work.

Now, as luck would have it, our neighbor at Maggie's Kitchen Restaurant (Ouray, CO) provides killer internet access, and all I have to do is step out my back door - probably - to connect.  I'm using their laundramat at the moment, but if I'm not using any of their services while connected, I'll certainly be singing their praises.

I'm going to save this now and load the dryer.  It is hardly finished, but I'm learning to save as you go when posting with wireless.  Check back!  Also, look at some of the mountain and flower pictures we posted as images. Be right back  . . . 

Okay, got the big dryer.  Great.

Can I sing the praises of my spouse for a moment?  She loves to come to Colorado even though she can't climb or hike any of the hills or trails.  She is very understanding when others of us want to do so.  Don't get me wrong.  It's hard to not be able to participate in anything; we all have to face this in one way or another, but if you use a wheelchair to get around, it's like comparing times tables with calculus.  I'm not sure I'll have any idea what it's like to face her day to day challenges.  She does it with such grace and humor, all while holding down two part time jobs and putting up with me.

Janie turns 40 tomorrow, and she still looks like she's in her 20s.  No kidding. I mean, look at these pictures!

It's a bit rainy here, and has been for the past week.  The clouds in the cliffs are cool, but they have their limits.  So, tomorrow we drive out through Nucla and Paradox into Southeastern Utah.  I've meant to take her to Moab and Dead Horse Point for some time, and the weather here in Ouray is giving us the opportunity to do that.

Dead Horse Point (it might be Wild Horse, but I'm pretty sure I'm remembering right) looks out over a 50 mile or so stretch of canyon, where the river winds out of sight like a string of spaghetti wound back and forth.  I hope the road isn't too bumpy.  I'll add pictures to this article after we're done seeing it.

That's all for now.  I just wanted you to know we haven't fallen off the face of the Earth.

If I don't respond for a day or so, it's because we're "out there."