It's not quite Arizona !! But it's very pretty and cold and I think it's in my DNA to love snow.
The biggest hill in Cobble Creek is in our backyard on the 3rd green....it
was fun to watch the happy kids.
We had good intentions of heading to the southwest but flights were full of all those pesky paying passengers. But, United operates non-stops during ski season direct from the huge international Newark terminal to tiny Montrose that doesn't even have a control tower. So we jumped on board a half empty plane for an easy trip back home. We'd figure out our next move south when we got there. As we started our descent, the Capt with the nice voice said we were diverting to Denver. Seems the snowplows in MTJ were having trouble clearing the runway to the wider width needed for our Airbus and we didn't have enough fuel to hold. So we landed in the falling snow at the big busy DIA that can handle most any amount of the white stuff. The passengers were told to go to Customer Service for rerouting ...... Instead, my smart companion checked for the next flights and there was one in 45 min..... he listed us on the flight and before we got to the gate , we had been assigned seats. It was a long long hike from our arrival gate to the regional jet gates but luckily, we're used to the altitude. So we climbed on board the miniature jet and after deicing, we lofted into the snowy skies. I stuck my earbuds in and turned up "Queen's Greatest Hits" and tried not to think about flying in the snow over those high mountains in a tiny tube. We arrived uneventfully but our luggage didn't. The next flight in 2 hours with many of the passengers who needed to get to their ski vacations in Telluride, was cancelled. We were amazed that we actually made it. Our luggage showed up the next morning.
So, here we are in beautiful Cobble Creek with about 6 inches or more of fresh fluffy snow. We're leaning towards driving the new car down to AZ in a couple days. Because everyone needs 2 cars and an RV for 3 months in AZ. It's been really cold there as well so we aren't missing much.
And this is what happens when you go to a Mexican restaurant with friends on your January 1st birthday. A celebration of one handsome, sexy 76 year old who charms everyone .....until skill and cunning takes over on the pickle ball courts and he shows his other competitive side.
