WordPress Writing Prompt: Can’t Drive 55
Take the third line of the last song you heard, make it your post title, and write for a maximum of 15 minutes. GO!
“Slide the key in the ignition” is the third line of Jon Chandler’s Colorado Skies.
Highlights of Salida, Colorado
All photos (c) laf Custom Designs
It was a Thursday. Time to get out of the house and hit the road. Fix some turkey, carrots, and ranch dressing for a snack along the way. Open the door from the house to the garage and invite Kobi, “Come on, let’s go.” He hurries and jumps in the car and settles in the back seat.
Slide the key in the ignition. Vroom. We’re on our way. Destination: Salida.
Why? Never been there. That’s all. It’s a three hour drive and we were just leaving at 1pm. Yikes. Long drive for a short visit. But we’re hopeful to see some changing leaves.
We did see some, but there was no real opportunity to stop and capture the bright spots mingling among the pines on the mountainsides. So we just took it in. By the time we reach Kenosha Pass there were very few changing leaves. They’d all fallen. Already. Fall came and went quickly at 10,000 feet.
Disappointed though we were, drive on was all we could do. The land was a sandy brown for miles around. Moving at 65mph, the landscape slide by quickly. The real adventure started when we arrived in Salida. With a bit of wandering we found main street and an obvious tourist attraction, the River Walk.
Kobi and I took the path and encountered other dogs and walkers. A boy played on a fallen tree trunk as his father looked on. The path lead past restaurants with the aromas of steak and fried goodies. I wished I could indulge, but the budget doesn’t allow. Or maybe it’s just a choice I make. Soon a couple got in the inflated boats and row down the river. That looked like fun. We enjoyed watching the water tumble over the rocks creating white water.
We turned around and walked main street. The architecture is old. Some of it dated right on its’ fascias. 1886. 1890. These used to be something else. Now they were retail shops, hotels, banks. I loved that this little town, population 5409, has preserved the old buildings that so often are imploded to build parking garages and such. The F Street Five and Dime took me back to my childhood when things you’d find there were actually 5 or 10 cents. The old Public Service Company building now the SteamPlant Theater and Event Center. And I fancied a stop into Brown Dog Coffee Co., but it was too close to closing time. I turned away.
Right there, there was a camouflage small school bus that had been converted to a tiny mobile home. The adventurer in me would love to have such a vehicle so I could just take off and stay wherever I got tired and needed to stop. Have I missed my opportunity or is that hippy inside me finally coming of age?
Then I saw it. A fun little shop, Gone to the Dogs. So Kobi and I dropped in and talked to a young gal named Casey. She grew up in this town. She said it’s much better now, but even as she was growing up they had everything they needed: bowling alley, movie theater, and a fountain shop. Kobi found some treats he really likes. Little salmon grain-free hearts the size of a nickle. I got a quarter pound for him.
It was time to head home as the sun would be going down. We completed the full circle in the middle of Colorado by driving toward Colorado Springs, then north through Denver. Arrived home at 10pm. It was a full day. We found some things in which to find joy. It was a day that raised our spirits.