May 15-17
Poppie and
Gram weren’t quite ready to turn west yet. Olivia pointed the way east to Grand Junction, Col
orado. There is a Dinosaur museum along with an on going dig on site. But we soon found out that the digs started the first of June, we were one month early. We enjoyed looking at the dino displays. Poppie and I stood really close to a raptor while Gram did a little digging for fossils on her own. Jackson, I stayed away from the T-Rex as you had suggested, he didn’t look very friendly.
Poppie and
Poppie was happy to find out that Grand Junction was the “grape” growing region of the state and spring barrel tasting was going on while we were there. I’m not sure why Poppie enjoys tasting the barrels; I think grapes would taste much better.
Gram found another Museum in Grand Junction that she said was well done. It displayed items of the Native Americans and uranium mining that highlighted the cities history.
We started the day shopping in the Grand Junction area. Gram took a picture that was the prize of the day, unfortunately the bakery was closed.
I helped Gram find a couple of consignment shops in town as she was on the hunt for cowboy boots under $200. The hunt continued until the boots were found. My feet were tired and I didn’t find any to fit my little feet but she did.
I helped Gram find a couple of consignment shops in town as she was on the hunt for cowboy boots under $200. The hunt continued until the boots were found. My feet were tired and I didn’t find any to fit my little feet but she did.
Poppie d
id a little shopping of his own. Trying to find just the right western look.
Gram showed me where the antique shops were. That is really, really old stuff. Next thing I know she is walking down the street with a big smile on her face carrying something called a metal typewriter table. Got me, I think Gram must be really old but she was able to carry the table down the street. Poppie was shaking his head trying to figure out how to fit it into the truck.
Sunday morning was another beautiful day as were all the others. Gram packed a lunch and off we were to a small town called Rifle (glad Gram had her boots). Gram and I wondered around the small western town while Poppie sat and chatted with the locals. From there
we drove up to Rifle Falls State Park, a place that Uncle Scott told me about. It
was a very busy place and parking was at a premium so with direction we found a spot to park. We enjoyed the beautiful falls and walked around the falls with limestone caves that had calcium deposits making the whole experience a little spooky.
Gram showed me where the antique shops were. That is really, really old stuff. Next thing I know she is walking down the street with a big smile on her face carrying something called a metal typewriter table. Got me, I think Gram must be really old but she was able to carry the table down the street. Poppie was shaking his head trying to figure out how to fit it into the truck.
Sunday morning was another beautiful day as were all the others. Gram packed a lunch and off we were to a small town called Rifle (glad Gram had her boots). Gram and I wondered around the small western town while Poppie sat and chatted with the locals. From there
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