Saturday, March 04, 2006
Lunch in Breckenridge Colorado
We drove to Breckenridge from Denver, three of us in a Suzuki Swift. The Swift is not what the name might lead you to believe; it is a tiny car underpowered on level ground. To make matters more interesting this one was a beat up rental with nearly 30,000 miles of hard mountain driving on it (see what you end up with if you are unpleasant to the rental agent at the airport?) Now my traveling companions are not small people, there was well over 400 pounds of people and one little penguin in this tiny thing climbing west out of Denver into the mountains. Denver is about 5,000 feet above sea level; Breckenridge is nearly 13,000 feet above sea level. With a tail wind the little car managed about 40 miles an hour. At about 9000 feet above sea level we crawled past big horn sheep grazing on the side of the road, and just over 12,000 feet we grunted through a tunnel. By the time we arrived in Breckenridge, lunch sounded like a wonderful idea. To my delight one of the features was a delightful locally produced smoked trout; fish always hits the spot. A great time was had by all, and it was mostly downhill back into Denver.