We continued our journey south, looking forward to our not-yet-determined sunny destination. Our original map had us winding through the parks in Colorado, Utah, Nevada, Arizona, etc. But when we saw how much of many of those parks we’d miss due to snow, we began to rethink our plan and dreams of sunshine began to creep up the priority list. So we scrapped the map and went rogue, making our way south through Colorado toward New Mexico.
Over a year ago as we were thinking of places we wanted to see, I had pinned our map with Garden of the Gods, and accidentally noticed it right before we were in the area and ever the good navigator, I planned ahead for a visit and directed us to the park on our way to Sand Dunes. The Visitor’s Center there is really well designed, with lots of great information and beautiful vignettes. They even have a 3-dimensional map of the road running through the rocks that lights up when you push a button with the name of a peak, so you know what’s what before you drive through.

We drove to the main parking lot and walked the biggest loop through the park with Scout. Pictures don’t do it justice, but they can at the least give you an idea of how massive and surreal these red rocks are.











Then we stayed a few nights in Colorado Springs, because we had some work to do and they have internet there. So we stopped in at Bristol Brewing, which is in the old Ivywild School, and we just loved it. The brewery is the main attraction, but they also have a cafe, a bakery, restaurant, and whiskey bar in the school. We had a beer and worked on our computers there, spent the night nearby, and returned in the morning for coffee!



We then drove to Pueblo, New Mexico, where Andy bought the coolest vintage Pendleton wool jacket, and we briefly ruled Westeros. It was a quick stop, so you probably won’t read about our reign, but it was benevolent and everyone had a great time.


Pueblo also has a neat outdoor train museum . . .





And a British Telephone Box in a parking lot . . .

And so many beautiful murals on every wall in town! We really enjoyed our stay in Pueblo, and I’d like to visit again with a little more time. But the call of the sun beckons.

And the trek south continues . . .