Natural beauty everywhere you look.
Sense of peace (except for the ridiculous hairpin turnsand climbs and drops on Route 34 in Rocky Mountain National Park between the Colorado River trailhead and Farview Curve). We did make it up to the Continental Divide, but I decided that I had had enough at that point and let my dad get us back to Frisco.
A healthy distance from the stresses of everyday life. Damn good beer. So good, I brought three 12 packs back with me. You have to experience the Rockies to know what I mean. I could use another couple weeks out there.
By the way, what's gotten into the Cubs? They all of the sudden remember how to play baseball around the trade deadline.
Just for the record, I'm not buying. It's always nice to see them beat up the Cards, so let's just leave it at that. Especially since they are still 18 games under .500.
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