Adventures in Wanderland

I will admit, some times, it is a bit lonely here. I love my family and miss them.

A lot.


But… this isn’t a sad post. ‘Cause my mom came to visit! We had so much fun. We ate. We laughed. We ate some more. We walked around in between even more meals.

Good times.

Here is the evidence:

A sweet pear and rum crepe at Crepes & Crepes,


a mussels-and-lobster dinner (and chocolate cake dessert!) at Le Central (why yes, I did play with the lobster claws… It’s a shame Mom has the only photo…),


A visit to the Aquarium. Where we met many a fine friend!

This poor guy was being harassed by Sharky…


While I posed with him…

…and gawked at the awkward sex-life of Giant Groupers.


Photo Opps!




And Mom’s favorites… the jellies…


Mmm… speaking of jelly (*cough-donuts-cough*)…

here is one of the prettier desserts we devoured over the weekend.

Thank you, d Bar!


And thank you, Mom, for visiting me. Nothing like a girls’ weekend out.

Now excuse me while I plan your next visit…


23 November 2010. Tags: , , , , . colorado, travel. Leave a comment.

Welcome to the Past Time of a Nightwalker…


Move over Necessity, you’re no longer the mother of Invention. Make way for…


That’s right. When Bill Swets failed to grow ¬†somnolent in the night, he pursued a more noble cause than sleep: art. Over the past 25 years, Mr. Swets has birthed more than 160 little (or gargantuan) metal imps, aliens, dinosaurs, and bugs. And a few sad little men to boot. Poor guy:


Others were a bit less despondent… but exponentially more¬†mischievous. This guy had it out for my friend’s car:



And this one? Well… read here for a brief overview of a certain 1996 scandal.



So… in case you are in need of a nice, quiet, whimsical day off, head to the metal playground of the Swets family. The Zoo is located at 4801 E. Harmony Road in Fort Collins. Say hi to Bill for me! (The metal one, that is.)

3 November 2010. Tags: , , , , . colorado. Leave a comment.

I’m Just the Dog…

Side note: The past few weeks have been busy! I am now tutoring a woman who is getting her MA in apparel and merchandising (as well as tutoring Naema on occasion), working full time, and still volunteering at the IEP at CSU… and… I have decided to go back to school. So add GRE prep to the mix and this girl has few spare hours in the day… Anyway, enough excuses. On to the post:

Few things are as exciting as stumbling upon the Estes Park treasure known as Elk Fest. Yes, Ruth, Jess, and I travelled to Estes/Rocky Mountain National Park to view the beautiful fall foliage and we greeted by the enormous occasion dedicated to the wapiti of Rocky Mounts.

A quick decision was made to change our initial plans and go “elk hunting.”

…but we quickly became distracted by a few more-fierce inhabitants of the hills:

The stunning (and sleepy) Willow the Wolf.


The terrifyingly agile Beaky Bill.*




The slightly more whimsical (and cute!) Rudy the Owl.*

After animal hour, it was time to venture to the Stanley. They tried to make us pay, but we showed them! A 10 minute hike from downtown Estes was definitely worth the $1.66 we each saved. After all we would have never discovered this gem:

I would likely maim a moose for views like these:



Oh, Dear Stanley! How I’ve missed your pretensions and general horror…



Well, we couldn’t leave without at least one (or 37) creepy picture(s). I think we freaked out a few of the guests with these shots.


And speaking of shots, no, we did not kill any elk. Or moosen for that matter. But we did enjoy shooting the beautiful outdoor wilderness know as RMNP. My camera died almost immediately upon entrance, but I feel it’s better to observe with your naked eye as opposed to through a viewfinder. At least occasionally.

I can’t complain. The day was a marvelous 12 hours of fun, food, friends, illegal hiking, bandana stealing, and elk hunting. And wolf petting. And barefoot tramping… and picture opps like this:


God bless you, Enos Mills.





*I won’t lie, I made up names. I couldn’t resist. The birds were presented by Rocky Mountain Raptor Program, but I was to enthralled by Bill’s 180 degree head turn to pay attention to his monitor. Hey, the names could be right for all I know…

9 October 2010. Tags: , , , , , , , . colorado, My Girls, travel. 1 comment.

Grey Rock #542

So this was more like hike #7, but I am aiming for hyperbole here.

Caleb’s friend, Josh, was in town this weekend, and you simply cannot come to Colorado without being thrown into the wilderness for a few hours. After a few days of hitting up Old Town (Crown Pub, I think you might be the winner of this particular visit — sorry Drunken Monkey, you’re still tool city), it was time to tour the other side of Fort Collins.

I have to admit, the hike kicked my butt (I really need to start hiking regularly again), but Josh was an excellent sport! He didn’t even complain when we had to walk back in almost complete darkness, save¬† a my headlamp that Caleb was operating in the front of the pack. It was for the best; I complained enough for a few people…

On to the pictures!

Notice the hint of past nights on the town in this picture:

I believe we had a discussion about God Complexes earlier in the day…

Between the Old Town good times and the butt-kicking hike, the weekend was certainly a nice vacation from reality for me. I only hope our company felt the same way!

30 August 2010. Tags: . colorado, Hiking/Backpacking. Leave a comment.

Movin’ and Groovin’

Move-in went well enough. The apartment is still a mess, but what do I care? My parents came to visit and help with technical moving problems (like setting up my bed), but I felt it was more important to simply enjoy their company. We went to Rocky Mountain National Park and tasted the great eats around town. Here are the highlights from their stay:

A lovely, infinite rainbow:

A brother who wandered to the edge and back:

A dancing friend…

…who was also quite nosy:

And not to be outdone… the dramatist of the day:

12 August 2010. Tags: , , , , . colorado, travel. 2 comments.

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