We all went to the Cathedral downtown to Mass at 4:00. There are a lot of homeless people both young and old here in Colorado Springs - out by our campground, in Manitou Springs, in downtown you see people carrying their belongings in bags of all sorts. It makes me wonder if their marijuana laws are contributing to this or is it just the economy. We were asked to sign a petition to get rid of the election caucuses. I said we didn't live in CO but I did understand their position. No one has bothered us or been impolite, there are just a lot of them.
We went to an upscale Italian restaurant in town and it was very good. I ordered the gnocchi and it was the best I have ever had, light and fluffy versus others I have eaten which can be very heavy but still good.
We walked around the restaurant block in town before heading home which was only one exit away. We once again enjoyed our convenient location. Another game of Mexican Train was played and the scores were the closest ever, all four were between 315 and 324 with Ted being the winner. Scores now are Ted 4, Tom 3, Donna 1 and Eileen still not on the board but she had a good shot that night.
Tom and Eileen left early for Denver to meet a friend for lunch on Sunday. We whiled away the day doing three loads of laundry and watching golf. It is good to sit back and relax on occasion. We ate some chips and the package was all puffed up from the high altitude.
We had just finished our dinner when Tom and Eileen returned. We sat outside and watched folks pitch a tent. This is the first premium site we have parked in where the scenery on the ground is tent camps! There have been no problems or noise though even when an entire motorcycle group heading to Sturgis spent the night.
We all went over our next month and how to divide the time. This week we are seeing friends from Mission, TX; Gus and Melissa from Troy, MI who are in Fort Collins to see their first granddaughter after 3 sons and 5 grandsons; and Lauren and Paul, old neighbors from DeBary, FL when all of us lived there. They moved to Denver about the time we moved to Texas. Busy, busy week.
Monday we messed for an hour and a half setting up reservations for our next week until Labor Day. We had to do some "number of days" adjustments but I think we are all set. Afterwards we left for Cripple Creek to visit the Mollie Kathleen gold mine,
Mrs. Gortner was the first woman to have a gold claim in her own name.
View of Cripple Creek from the gold mine entrance. It was a beautiful drive to Cripple Creek. However, casinos are about the only thing there plus a few small museums.
The wench that would lower us into the mine.
The cage that held six of us!
It was chilly down there and we had all brought jackets.
Our guide was excellent and very knowledgeable. She is explaining the different methods of drilling holes over the years.
This is hard to see but the 32 hole pattern is filled here with dynamite (not real) and she explained the sequence they would go off in to create a hole and a neat pile of debris that would then be taken away.
Upmining. Because this is hard rock they were able to mine from above without fear of collapse.
This photo is looking up.
Equipment changes and upgrades were evident all along the way.
A "ride" through a connector tunnel to the next mining site. Tom and Eileen in their jackets and hard hats.
What the boss would ride between sites. It was easy to look busy because you would always know he was coming. Jack Dempsey, the boxer, was fired from three different mines as a tenderfoot because he didn't have the stamina to keep up with the loading of rocks.
When it was time to leave, our guide rang the bell as indicated to have the cage sent from above ground to the 10th level to pick us up. These signals are still used today.
We went into town and ate lunch at a casino that took up an entire city block. We drove around and came across wild burros that roam the streets looking for handouts.
After we arrived home, Tom realized his wedding ring was gone. They were looking all over the place and then thought maybe he had left it at the lunch table if he had removed it to put sanitizer on his hands. While I was looking for their phone number, Ted said my prayer "Good St. Anthony look around. Something's lost and must be found." He added "It is Tom's ring. Show me where it is." With that he looked down at the ground which is all pinkish large gravel, and there was the ring!
You may think my prayer is foolish but I can't tell you how many things I have found after saying it and believing. My sister-in-law found the large diamond from her wedding ring on her pantry shelf after she asked me to pray. In response you are asked to give money for bread for the poor. I told Eileen she needed to find a "poor box" at a church and put money in. Since our church is St. Anthony's we have envelopes specifically for St. Anthony's Bread and it is used at our food pantry. I use a lot of them since I am so good at putting things in a really good place and then can't remember where that is. It amazes me how a thought pops into my head after saying my prayer and I can go right to whatever I am looking for.
We played Mexican Train and Ted won again! He is in the lead. Tom and Eileen's friend asked if that wasn't a racist name for a game - but we didn't name it! I am starting to worry about French fries and French toast.