In true summer form, life is slammed.
That didn’t stop us for getting up to Steamboat Springs last weekend for our friends’ annual “Structure” party (aka, a party at an unfinished structure that they are building – that is super impressive and far beyond any construction endeavor I’d ever consider embarking on).
We got in late Friday, and spent Saturday in a state of utter relaxation. After a much needed snooze, we gobbled up “breakfast” around 11 a.m. at BeauJo’s pizza. You’ve heard of New York style pizza, Chicago style pizza, and now you can add to your list Colorado style pizza. True story. I think “Colorado style” can be described as braided crust, dipped in Colorado honey. It’s good. Regardless, they (carefully! read: no cross contamination) make a great gluten free pizza, and we happily partook in the Hawaiian version this particular day.
Then we headed up to Fish Creek Falls – an extremely gentle, “well trafficked” hike that leads to an impressive waterfall. We spent the majority of the day lounging in the water before heading to explore downtown Steamboat.
Warning: lots of Penny pics to follow…
Witness here her absolute state of panic as she gets help through the “rapids” (worth it, I think, to click through to the bigger picture to get the full force of the expression):
Sunburns acquired, we headed to downtown Steamboat for gelato, shopping, and margarita drinking/strawberry eating by the river (not pictured, but certainly enjoyed).
To push relaxation to a whole new level, we tubed the Yampa River on Sunday. Apparently this is just something Steamboatians “do” on their weekends. My only experiences tubing prior to this were snake-infested on the Black River in Missouri (no bueno). Tubing reaches a whole new level when you’re surrounded by gorgeous green mountains and don’t have to worry about being kidnapped by toothless hillbillies (Karie, you know what I’m talking about…).
If there was a rock, I crashed into it. Well worth the bruises.
And finally, what’s an amazing weekend of recoup without a gorgeous drive home? Can’t wait to get back and do some further Steamboat exploring – a trip, I think, to be saved for crispy crispy fall…