Breakfast was to be on a food card at Cracker Barrel in The Springs, but I was anxious to get out of town. Barb, disappointed at my decision, quickly found one 44 miles down the road in Pueblo. By the time we got there the snow had stopped, the roads were clear and all was well.
Back on the road we continued south on interstate 25 to Walsenburg and then 160 east. 160 took us over La Veta pass through the Sangre de Cristo (Blood of Christ) Mountains, which run South-Central Colorado down to Glorieta Pass in New Mexico. With treee peaks over 14,000 feet and many more over 13,000, the Sangre de Cristos are a significant hunk of rock.
The rest of the trip into South Fork was an easy drive through the San Luis Valley, which is mostly farming and cattle country. The town of Alamosa provided a rest stop, walkabout, gas and a bottle of water. Points of interest along the way included a herd of bufflo, an elk farm and the Rio Grande River.
The afternoon was spent visiting with Frank reliving the past and guessing about the future. Dinner was at Ramon's Mexican followed by more conversation and a good nights sleep.
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