Ouray & Silverton, Colorado

Our final day in Colorado (which actually wasn't due to flight cancellations...but that is a whole other story!) found us doing a little sightseeing with T's parents.

Ouray and Silverton, Colorado.  I thought this sounded like fun - however, they neglected to let me in on a little secret.  The little (little as in narrow, not little as in short) stretch of road that leads from one town to the next.  This little stretch is known as The Million Dollar Highway.  Let's just say I wasn't taking in many of the sights along the road!

No guardrail...nothing!

Ouray is a beautiful town nestled between the mountain peaks.  And, there was a great little bistro we stopped at to eat a much-deserved lunch (it was after crossing the "highway" to Silverton and then coming back again!)  And yes, I'm now officially like my father - remembering vacations by the food I've eaten! :)  And I'm okay with that!

While in Silverton, we found this quaint little bed & breakfast type place, Almost Heaven. 

Yeah, almost! ;-D

Telluride, Colorado

The gorgeous San Juan mountains.

Yes, this post is labeled, "Truck show."  We took a detour on the way.

My favorite thing about walking the streets of downtown Telluride was 1) taking the gondola to get there and 2) seeing the white mountains as the backdrop to every building.  Beautiful!

They are *how* tall? ;-)

I totally missed out on this photo opp!

A few more pictures from..

We always love driving past this beautiful church in Bennington, Vermont.  It is "The First Congregational Church" built in 1805.  Too bad there is an arrow sign smack dab in front!

Another view...

Reminders of friends!

HAHAHAHA!  Look!  I'm 5' 6" tall -  BAH hahahahahaha  I can't even say I was standing on my tip-toes - because if you've ever put ski boots on, you know you can't stand on your tip-toes!

I think I'm crazy!!

A few weeks ago, my good friend Just Mom went on a family vacation to Hawaii. Sounds great in the middle of winter, doesn't it? That would be my kind of vacation!!

This past week, while blogger posted our family's favorite new recipes, I was on vacation too - 400 miles away - in Vermont - not quite a warm Hawaiian vacation.

Sometimes, I think I'm nuts to go to a colder destination for vacation.

But then, you see the man you love and your firstborn ski down the slopes together - and your heart quivers. You see your daughter strap on ski boots for the first time and you choke back a little tear. A sport that I have enjoyed with my hubby since he taught me to ski when we began dating - 16 years ago. And now, our children are learning to love to ski - and I just picture the vacations ahead of us, with everyone strapped into skis and skiing down the slopes together.

Warm vacations are nice, I know - but the warmth in my heart while watching my hubby teach our children to ski - watching my kids ski with their cousins - and having a wonderful time with family - melted away and cold, frigid temperatures we may have experienced in Vermont. Am I crazy? You bet - crazy in love with my family!!

I apologize for the shakiness - I mean, I *was* skiing! ;-D The wind gets a little loud too when I had to speed up to catch up to Quintin!

(She looks thrilled, doesn't she? This was on our way in for lunch.

No one gets in between this girl and her food, ahem, just lik e her mommy!)