Running as fast as we can

Crammed as much as was possible in the last few days with Tiffany, Heather, & Chris. Big boo hoo, they left this morning. The last day of July and the last day of company for a few weeks. Where did July go?
We all went to hike up to the 1943 World War II plane crash. I, of course, knew right where the unmarked start was since I watched Paul, Sherry, & Nancy's group march up the mountain. So glad I made it up this time. As everybody said - hard work up and slippery coming down! Very interesting and a little eery I thought. Pieces of plane everywhere...
Went jeeping again in the Rock, this time up Almont Triangle. Gorgeous views - double click on the photo with teeny weeny people (Tif & Chris) They were on the cliff overlooking the Taylor River.
Heather & I went into Gunnison yesterday and visited the Pioneer Museum. Very interesting place with 25 out buildings including a large antique car barn. The history here is fascinating although Heather got a little creeped out with the 1920's babies clothing and old home replicas. Hmmm...past life memories? :) While walking through the buildings, we had the added ambiance of roaring motorcycles in the nearby street. The esteemed Hells Angels have rolled into town for a few days. Boy, name every stereotype for a motorcycle gang and it's here. They are a very scary group. Happily, the city of Gunnison planned ahead and hired an extra 150 policemen to monitor the goings on since they came through town 8 years ago as well. No incidents then and cross fingers none this time either. Why would they come here? Not sure,but not their kind of place - no casinos or strip clubs...they leave tomorrow regardless. Anyway, we ate at Ferrells,a cute long time lunch restaurant, and perhaps the cycle thing affected me, I had berry pie and ice cream for lunch! Very yummy.
Very lax again on reporting books read. Somehow I've read a few in the middle of all this company. #37,38,39 - Murder at the Gods Gate by Lynda Robinson, On Kingdom Mountain by Howard Frank Mosher, and The Forest by Edward Rutherford. The first is the second in a series featuring ancient egypt in a murder mystery setting, the second odd book on 1930's Vermont, and the third a 750 page historical fiction book on the New Forest in England. Good but long plus I left it in Dallas while visiting Lisa - had to pick it back up when she kindly shipped it up to me.
Lastly, we are all convinced that Chris has learned "cow language". He marched out to converse with the group standing at our gate last night. He evidently told them to walk away in a single file from our gate down the hill, and key here, return the following morning to await further instructions. A big pile came as ordered this morning before everyone left for the airport. A last goodbye for Chris their new leader...