What I'm reading: Mona, by Lawrence Block
Reminder - today is the last day to leave a comment on Wednesday's post and have a chance at a copy of When Danger Calls. If you haven't, take a minute. You've got nothing to lose, right?
Wednesday, after we chatted with the contractor about house fixes (and things are still on schedule for an April 22nd closing!), we decided to head up toward Cripple Creek.
We never got as far as the "city" itself, which probably saved us a bunch of money. The hubster had just finished a book I'd picked up at the Pikes Peak Library program called The King of Cripple Creek, and he's always more interested in history anyway. So, when he saw the sign for the Heritage Center, he pulled in. (Or maybe he just needed to pee).
At any rate, we wandered the center learned about the area and the gold rush days. They've still got some active mines, including the Molly Kathleen, which was the first openly owned by a woman. They do tours, and that's another thing on the hubster's to do list.
Once we absorbed what the Heritage Center had to offer, we wandered outside and took some pictures. Although it's not like I've never been to the mountains, it's still breathtaking to see such vistas, especially after living in Florida for over 3 decades. Hope you like them. I'm sure if Jason had been with us, they'd be spectacular, but you're stuck with me and my little point and shoot for most of them.
And, of course, there has to be at least one critter shot if the hubster's along -- my camera can't get this close.