A church in Moreton-in-Marsh.
Roaming through the village.
I would have loved to peek inside.
Happy Hump Day!
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Last week, my breast reconstruction doctor joined my radiologist in giving me the thumb’s up. I had been told I had no restrictions over the phone, but this appointment made it official. I won’t see either of them until next summer. Yeah baby. It’s all good! I just have to take a Tamoxifen pill every day. I felt like celebrating so my husband Danny and I headed up to the mountains.
We left at 5:00 on Valentine’s Day and sailed up I-70. After Idaho Springs, we came to a halt and our progress could be measured in inches. I could have sworn I saw an elderly lady with a walker pass our car. Our two hour trip soon stretched to three. We worried that our 9:00 dinner reservation would be cancelled. Wet snowflakes flew and collected on the road. We suspected an accident had caused the jam. I used two of the hours stuck in traffic to hash out a screenplay I am working on. I figured out three plot lines, worked on casting it, finally decided on Robert Downey Jr., and we still crawled up the mountain highway.
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At 8:30, I started cussing like the truck drivers crawling alongside us. We’d never make our dinner reservation. Approaching a curve in the road, we could see what happened. Idiots with front-wheel drive had spun out in the left lane tying up traffic for miles and miles! They had to be towed. I’ll never understand why Colorado stopped requiring chains for everyone without all-wheel drive. Once we got past the goofballs without chains or a clue, we drove through the Eisenhower Tunnel and flew down the mountain to Breckenridge. Continue reading
Welcome to all of the new followers of the Wild Ride! Here’s your chance to meet some of my friends. This virtual blog party always lasts for days.
Bring a link from ONE of your blog posts and paste it in my comment section. Then the party will begin. Click on a few. Check out their place. Tell them “Susie sent me!” Hang out for a while. Maybe you’ll like what you see and will subscribe. They’ll click back to check out your digs. Some may subscribe to your blog! See? It’s so much fun!
Only leave ONE link or you’ll end up in my spam filter. That can be so embarrassing.
If you leave a link, then click on a few. You wouldn’t go to a party with a doggy bag, fill up on food and take off, would you? Of course not. The more links you click, the more fun you’ll have!
DJ Ksmash in in the house and he’ll be spinning all day and night. Help yourself to the buffet and the bar. Rather have coffee? The barista is chillin’ and just waiting for your order. You might want to drink a Red Bull with me!
Have fun mingling and don’t forget to dance!
I’m going to take a few runs and will come back and read all of your posts.
Don’t forget to enter the caption contest!
The more the merrier so spread the word on Twitter and Facebook!
Although Colorado has only been nicked by the Polar Vortex, it has been a record year for snow in Breckenridge. This has created deep powder conditions. I am under doctor’s orders not to fall, so it’s groomed runs for me. The snow is like soft vanilla ice cream.
Since the beginning of the year, 249 inches of snow has fallen. By my expert calculations, 9 feet of snow fell in January alone. That my friend, is a lot of crazy good champagne powder! Continue reading
After exploring Breckenridge’s breathtaking Ice Castle, I searched for the artist behind this magical place. I contacted Brent Christensen, the founder of Ice Castles, who also built them in New Hampshire and Utah this winter.
Take it away Brent!
“I’m the artist and designer of the layout at each of our three locations, but I rely heavily on our many well-trained, hard working, dedicated employees. Each of our sites took about 4 weeks of working 12-16 (hour) days. Our Breck site has about 10 full and part-time employees, New Hampshire about 15 and Midway (Utah), about 20.”
Fire and ice. Continue reading
While growing up in Wisconsin, I had many opportunities to carve snow caves out of the snowy embankment at the entrance to our driveway. In leaner years, my sister and I built roofless forts to protect us from snowball missiles. Many years later, I watched James Bond’s Die Another Day and fell in love with the Ice Palace.
So when I drove back from skiing and glimpsed unusual lighting on some enormous walls of ice and snow, I had to check it out. Someone built an ice castle in Breckenridge! I had to go.
Each handmade icicle was combined with many others to build extraordinary archways, towers and meandering walls. Continue reading
While on a bike tour, we wound through the streets of Paris to the Louvre. The City of Lights compelled us to stop and absorb the magic of the moment. The discord of modern and traditional architecture momentarily blended with the timelessness of dance.
Where would you like to travel in 2014?
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If you haven’t stopped by my blog party, it’ s not too late to Use Me and Abuse Me!
It’s 2014! We all want to start the year on the right foot. Yes? Well, let’s do it. Are you ready to dance? I am!
DJ K-Smash is spinning and the crowd is ready to rage.
Yep. Another Use Me and Abuse Me Day starts tomorrow, Jan. 2nd, at 6:30 in the morning and will roll through the weekend! Bring ONE link to your favorite blog post from 2013. Leave your url in my comment section and then click on a couple. They will click back to your place! Tell them Susie sent you. This is all about YOU making a connection.
Maybe you’ll hit it off and they’ll subscribe to your blog!
2013 taught me that community is everything. Bloggers are real people who care. I have made some of the most wonderful friends through this blogging thing. My wish for 2014 is you meet some of my friends too!
Happy New Year! See you tomorrow. Bring your dancing shoes…