Delicious autumn! My very soul is wedded to it, and if I were a bird I would fly about the earth seeking successive autumns. George Eliot
Bobbie and I decided to give Kelli and Arianne's legs a break with a few strolls around the neighborhood. So, it was off to take in Crystal Lake's mountain reflections, then over to Silverton for pizza and beer at the Avalanche Brewery followed by a stroll through their neck of the woods.
Unfortunately, Crystal Lake (our "Walden Pond) was not in a reflective mood, as chilly north wind wrinkled her "mirror." But the foliage had peaked. Sadly, it's all downhill from here :(
|Kelli loves autumn!!!|
The gals appreciated a level trail...
|Stress relief for the Bride to be...|
We took a little four wheel drive detour to show Arianne some gold mining ruins. Petroleous Rex was up to the task.
|Inspecting the Yankee Girl head frame|
Deserted and derelict ruins from bygone boom and bust days of gold mining. Beautiful!
We walked off our beer and pizza on Cemetery Hill above Silverton. Kelli was a little tipsy from the 8% "Breakfast Stout," brewed with Bacon, Coffee, and Chocolate. And yes, it was very tasty... You can't go wrong with those ingredients
The cemetery was full of miners, pioneer women, and babies whose lives were cut short by avalanches, childbirth, and illness.
|Anna, wife of Albert Brendal, Died age 35|