Colorado is certainly the land of mesas. Grand Junction was different than I expected. While there is more green space, the lush mountainside view doesn’t really exist. Perhaps because the land at the base of the mountains is still a mile high.
We played golf today (poorly for me) and it was spectacular.
Then we took George with us to Palisade and bought a bottle of locally distilled pear brandy with a pear IN the bottle. The area is known for growing peaches, but I couldn’t resist.
A quick refreshment stop and we are headed back to the RV for dinner and an evening routine of getting ready to roll again.
Tomorrow is southeast Denver and a quick visit with my cousin Chris and his lovely bride Christy. I haven’t seen them since their wedding day.
Nice day today.
Our Wendy House Travels 