Last Monday Jim and I drove from Steamboat Springs to Breckenridge (about 2 1/2 hours) to help Joe (Jim's nephew) celebrate his 52nd birthday. His girlfriend, Linda, is lighting the candles on the carrot cake his mother Gerry baked. It was delicious! The "French Street Inn" is owned by Linda who rents it out year around to skiers and hikers. It has 8 bed and 5/6 baths. I couldn't count them all. Tom and Stacy, there friends from Australia, Steve and Kay, Gerry, and Jim and I spent the night very comfortably. Thank you Linda!
After a fun night of celebration, Gerry, Jim and I drove about 10 miles south of Breckenridge to the cabin that Joe built. The winters in these mountains play havoc to structures, so after only 15 years constant work needs to be done on the outside. This is the view from the cabin deck.
We drove back to Breckenridge and rode the gondola up the mountain to check out the skiy area. It was amazing the number of lodges located at the base of the ski slopes at about 10,000 feet elevation. They have developed quite a summer festival of fun things for kids and adults to do, for instance a huge alpine slide, miniature golf, and bike riding. I've been told the powder snow is spectacular in the winter.
Jim checking out the crowds.
The city of Breckenridge taken from up above.
Jim and I drove a back road home on Tuesday afternoon and passed this sign along the way. We just had to take a photo of it!
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