What's more fun on a Sunday morning than packing up the cars and tromping up to the mountains for a day of hiking, picnics, and some time in town? With the Kramers visit coming to a close, we figured it was a perfect activity. First stop ~ Spruce Creek Trail, just south of town. We read the following about this trail before the hike ~
"Kids will enjoy exploring a private cabin located near the settlement ruins that is available for use as a storm shelter." Little did we know that after we saw Mayflower Lake and Continental Falls, we would indeed need this shelter... QUICKLY! A typical mountain thunderstorm announced its arrival with claps of thunder and rain that went from a light drizzle to a heavy downpour is just seconds. Garret said it was like God was turning a switch from low, to medium, to high. We trudged back down to the mining cabin and shared the small space with about 20 other hikers. The storm only lasted about 10 minutes and then we were on our way back down.
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All 11 of us at the waterfall |
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L to R ~ Anneke, Jakob, Owen, Garret, and Drew |
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Ryan and Drew |
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Stacy |
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Stephanie, Drew, Stacy, and Meg |
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Garret and Drew |
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What a view! |
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The lower part of the falls |
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Garret, Jake, and Owen in the cabin during the storm |
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Anneke Jewel |
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The boys... |
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Matt and Steph |
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Owen, Garret, and Jake at the waterfall |
Following our hike, we drove south to Hoosier Pass for a picnic lunch. The sun came out, the kids all ran around a huge grassy hill, and we enjoyed the views and peaceful lunch!
Off to town ~ Since we didn't really have enough action yet, we headed for Breckenridge and took the Gondola up to Peak 8 for the alpine slide.
We managed to all ride the slide before the skies opened up for the second time and closed everything down, even the gondola back down! Once back in town via the local bus, we headed for the Breck Brewery where we found the Taggart family of 7 plus a friend peacefully (ha) dining. Thanks, Taggarts for the happy hour beer and grabbing a table for our crew. We crashed their dinner, enjoyed sharing stories of our adventures, waited out the I-70 traffic, and had some good food. With tired kids, full tummies, and fun memories racing through our minds, we headed home to dream up the next adventure.