Day 9 and 10: We have to move again?

Day 9...

As you might imagine, we were pretty sore and tired the day after our 14er. Becca got up with the intention of riding the paved bike path to Frisco and back but ended up only walking the pups. We didn't have quite as grandiose of idea, we were determined to go get massages. Even with only that, we still hardly did anything until the afternoon, our appointment was at 4pm. The dogs didn't care, they were still tired.

Sometime around 2:30, we took the dogs to the lake in Blue River and tossed the ball for a bit. They were all a certain shade of brown from the dirt on Quandary Peak, and they needed to rinse off. Somehow in our play, Bentley developed Lab Tail or Swimmers Tail. In essence, he sprained his tail! Poor guy! He just didn't look quite at happy with his tail hanging all limp like that. We couldn't throw the ball for long, the lake was freezing and the dogs were shivering between their turns. After only about 20 mins we dried the dogs off and took them home so they could warm up on the radiant floor heating. Then we left for Breckenridge and to the Sol Impressions Spa off main street. This was Steven's first massage and my second. We decided on the Apres deep tissue massage for an hour. We were able to do this as a couple and were even in the same room with two different massage therapists, it was fantastic. My massage therapist worked out knots that I didn't know I had and from the sound of all the popping, Steven's massage therapist was working out some of those massive knots I can never get. I'm not sure if it was because I was sore and all the massaging actually had a ping of pain or Sol was just not as good as La Therapie, but I didn't fall asleep this time, however Steven nearly did. Of course the hour passed way too fast and before we knew it we had to redress and pay, bummer. Before heading back to the house we stopped at Clint's Bakery and Coffee for some go-go juice and a big friggin sugar cookie. I have definitely enjoyed all the little bakeries and coffee places in Breckenridge, they are all very unique.

After coffee we headed back to City Market for ingredients for dinner, we had chicken and artichokes and some funny looking pasta in a pesto sauce, a la Liz. At some point in the night, poor Bentley

We were privy to a good ol', random Colorado storm; it was beautiful. The way the storm clouds were caught on the mountain, highlighted by the sunset...it was poetic. As they say, pictures are worth a thousand words. These photos were taken throughout the sunset, enjoy.

Day 10...

"We don't actually have to leave tomorrow, do we?"...I can't tell you how many times we said that on Tuesday.

Becca was feeling good enough to go ride this morning and she set off around 10, once the temperature warmed up a bit. While she was gone, we took the pups on a walk around our little neighborhood in Blue River. We couldn't run the dogs, because Gunnar was still limping from our hike on the Quandary Peak. We forgot to travel with the dogs' joint supplement and without it the pups end up getting sore easier and for longer. During our walk we saw some huge houses, one we thought we might be able to talk the family into buying together, but then we found out it was $2M....and decided that was a long shot. It was probably too big anyways.

We were pretty lazy this morning as well and just sorta hung around the house until Becca said her goodbye's around 2pm. It was nice to be able to spend a couple days with her, finally getting to know my sister-in-law.

After she left, we were feeling rather lazy and tried talking ourselves into going for a bike ride. We couldn't decide and literally had to flip on it. Best two out of three, and wouldn't you know it, the darn quarter landed on heads twice. So we headed to what we thought was a relatively flat uphill trail called Burro Trail. The website claimed it was a rise of 800+ ft over 4.5 miles, which would equate to a relatively flat uphill slope. They lie I tell you. It must have been 800+ ft of rise in the first friggin mile! I was not a happy camper. Not only was it steep but it got very, very rocky. Way more rocky than I had ever ridden before. We happened upon a couple bandit trails that cut across the legal trail...and rode those instead. They were much nicer and more enjoyable. No that doesn't mean they were all downhill, but they were at least not ALL uphill. The weather didn't quite hold out on us and we ended up getting sleeted on for a bit. We both sought shelter under a couple trees...mine had leaves, Steven picked a dead one...he got a little wet. Oh well.

Again we didn't carry the camera on our bike ride with fear of crushing it if we fell. That is not a risk I am willing to take with that camera, so, sorry, no photos of our "adventure". We didn't ride for long, maybe an hour. Once we felt thoroughly unlazy, we went home to sulk about our inevitable departure.

For our last night in Breckenridge we went our for a nice, expensive dinner. This was the one and only time we did this in fact. We went to the Blue River Bistro on main street and enjoyed some fantastic Brie as an appetizer. I had a tour of red wines that were ALL delicious, and I put my birthday gift from Chrissy to use (she gave me a wine diary). To our luck, they were having a dinner special that night where the 2nd (less expensive) entree was free! It was a nice, calm, relaxing dinner between husband and wife. Most everything closes in the evening in Breckenridge, besides bars and we were both stuffed and couldn't fit more beer, so we went home.

There we sat, and the end of our vacation in Breckenridge, and we didn't want to go. We toyed with eventually moving there and even looked at the listings in the area. I think we're a few years out from being able to afford that.

We turned the TV off, turned on the gas fireplace and laid there on the couch, eventually both falling asleep. Then we went upstairs to sleep for the last time on our honeymoon in Breckenridge....::sigh::

-Liz