SORE. That’s what we were Wednesday morning…..SORE. Parts of our bodies that had been hibernating for years suddenly awoke and decided to render us practically paralyzed by pain. Our 12 hour drive from Flagstaff to Colorado Springs was sprinkled with some very arduous trips to the restroom causing the gas station attendants to think that the geriatric unit of the local hospital was going on a field trip.
No road trip would be complete without a trip to an inane tourist trap that means very little but seems like a “must-stop.” We gladly drove 45 minutes out of the way to visit the Four Corners – the intersection of Utah, Colorado, Arizona and New Mexico. We also wanted to add another state to our list of “visited” during the tenure of this trip. We pulled off and paid $3 EACH (what a racket) to stand over a metal circle with some state names on it. The other visitors included some bikers, senior citizens, and a family of at least 10,000 kids and two parents who looked like they were just shy of their 14th birthdays who were carting their herd around in a 15 passenger van. We couldn’t have asked for better birth control. We jumped in the car to head east along the Southern border of Colorado but not before we learned that the Four Corners monument is actually 20 yards from the actual border intersection, foiled again.
Southern Colorado was beautiful, and home to the UTE Native American reservation as well as the UTE Mountains. This brought up “My Cousin Vinnie” once again – “WHAT IS A UTE?” Jihan “Lead Foot” Quail dreamt of Joe Piscopo as she drove 90 miles an hour to get us to Melissa’s house by 10 p.m. where homemade fajitas and beers were waiting. Heaven.
Thursday we explored Colorado Springs and despite Melissa’s efforts, did NOT do the extremely strenuous hike she had planned for us. We agreed that if we hiked again in the next year, it would be too soon. We ventured to the Garden of the Gods – a unique rock formation complete with a museum East of town. In addition to the samples of local wildlife feces, $5 bought us an interactive video explaining the evolution of rock formations (Jennie’s porn). We drove through the formations and pulled over to take a photo. A man wearing leather chaps approached Cragin, “Isn’t it just spectacular?” he mused. Cragin nodded and wandered away realizing that she had found the biker with a heart of gold.
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