Song: Where The Streets Have No Name
Group: U2
Today...
I took Bandi on another short country drive.
I first fed Bandi...
and made a large bowl of Natto for myself.
The temperature was in the low 60s F (16 C)...
and although I like the temperature mostly in the 40s F and 50s F...
it was still nice...
and the fresh breeze as I drove with all of the windows down...
was still very refreshing.
I had two objectives for today...
to stop by the visitors center at Mueller State Park
to get a map of the Nordic Ski areas for next Winter...
and to visit the Hornbek Homestead (the first stop south of Florissant).
I drive past the Hornbek Homestead every time I take the scenic route to Woodland Park.
This time...
I wanted to see it on the way home...
as I made a circular route from home...
first going on Hwy 67 to Mueller State Park...
and then up to Divide and then to Florissant...
and then to the Hornbek Homestead...
and then simply going home along the same route.
Although it was just a little over a 1.5 hour country drive in total...
Bandi and I loved the beautiful day.
I played the above song all of the way home from Hornbek Homestead...
as it came up on my playlist and it had me playing air drums and guitar the whole way back.
Next Winter I want to go Nordic Skiing at Mueller State Park...
as it is but 30 minutes away from home.
The information center was closed the last time I was there...
but this time I got a map of the park...
along with the marked Nordic Ski areas.
One of the views from the Information Center parking lot.
The lines in pink are the groomed Nordic Ski areas...
but I could also go off trail if I wish to.
I then headed out of the park and on to Florissant to make the South turn
to Hornbek Homestead...
and then on to home.
The Hornbek Homestead.
A small ranch lived on by a woman and her four children...
first built in 1878.
The construction was of hewn logs
with some sort of plaster used as chinking between the logs..
and with wooden shake roofs.
The T-Intersection where I take the country cutoff to Divide
(I approach it from the opposite direction).
It consists of winding mountain roads...
but I usually use it at night...
and I normally just go the scenic route (on to and through Florissant)...
in the day time.
The drive home was so nice.
The cloud formations were so beautiful...
and my hands were just flying keeping up with the percussion of the drums...
my fingers air plucking triplets on the bass guitar strings...
and with my right hand playing the chuk a chuk a chuk a chuk
of the rhythm guitar of this song. :)
No worries...
I drive with my knees when I do this :)
On my way home...
I encountered this herd of deer...
although I still had a ways to go before I reached my mountain ridge turnoff.
Bandi was just staring intently at the deer.
On my way home...
I stopped by the mail boxes and I picked up a Japanese care package
which had been sent to me.
I love Morinaga caramels...
but I am sure the caramels from Hokkaido will taste fantastic as well.
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Bandi and I are going to rest for a bit...
and then I must file my Federal and State taxes.
While it is not difficult...
I find it to be mind numbingly tedious.
But...
it must be done.
However...
I am going to first savor the cool mountain breeze flowing through
my house from the comfort of my bed.
