Anniversary Weekend

Our folks were married on Memorial weekend, 29 years ago.  Wow!  They sure are old!  Today is their actual anniversary. 

Yesterday, they went to the Golden History Museum.  They said it was interesting.   Did you know that Jolly Ranchers candy or the Kong dog toys started in Golden, CO?

The museum also has a very rare piano.  It is covered in velvet.

They learned about the "M" that is made of rocks on Lookout Mountain.  On the first Monday of school, the freshmen band members of the School of Mining carry a ten pound rock that they have brought from home up to Lookout Mountain. They then paint their rock white and a new M is formed.  The M is easily be seen from city of Golden.  The students sing when they complete their mission and it is said they can be heard in Golden.

There was also a section dedicated to Coors beer.

Today, the folks decided to drive up to Lookout Mountain.  They did that back in 2013, but decided to do it again.  Here is the link from 2013.

Bikers were everywhere going up the mountain.

Lots of people in the air.

See the white?  That is the M that we told you about.  It is not a good photo, but Mom couldn't get a front view of it.

Inside the nature center.  The displays were very nice.

 

Outside the nature center.

On top of Lookout Mountain

Lookout Mountain as seen from the ground.  It is the mountain in the middle.

The folks then drove to Red Lobster for their anniversary lunch.  They said it was good.  Mom brought home leftovers but all we got were some mozzarella sticks.  Scout said they were delicious.  I thought they were okay.

The folks bought a DVR for their anniversary.  Since we have a pay as you go satellite system, we do not have a receiver with a DVR built into it.  Mom said that now when we interrupt her TV programs with wanting to go for a walk, she will just hit record and off we will go.  It sounds great to us.

Tomorrow is Memorial Day.  I am not sure what our plans are, but here is a photo of us from Memorial Day 2013.  We were in Arlington, TX.

Joey,
The Greyhound Who Is Enjoying The Holiday Weekend With His Family

Lookout Mountain

All is calm here today.  BOL!   I slept for almost eight hours after "my great escape".  We went out for a walk after I woke up.  It was still very cold, like -8 with the wind.  Scout ended up stepping on a cacti.  Mama didn't know it until we came inside.  She thought Scout was just being stubborn and walking slow.  Poor Scoutie!  Mama pulled two thorns or whatever they are called out of her foot.  Scout was ticked at Mama for letting it happen to her.  We took a final walk at 9 p.m. and it was -11 with the wind.  Scout was very picky about where she did her business and it took her a half hour to find that perfect spot.  I thought it was fun walking in the snow, but the folks were not as happy about as me.  I am surprised Dad walked that long in the cold, but we all knew if Scout didn't find the perfect spot, she would be waking Mama up in the middle of the night to go out. 

Today, the weather is much nicer.  It is 18, but feels like 39.  It is warm inside, so the heaters are taking a break.  We hope Dad tells us we can put the slides back out tonight. It will be nice to have room again.

The folks took a trip to Lookout Mountain on Saturday.  This is where Buffalo Bill is buried.  Buffalo Bill was a performer.  He started his career in 1872 and died in 1917. He traveled the world with his wild west show.  The show included famous people such as Sitting Bull and Annie Oakley.  Buffalo Bill treated Indians and women with great respect. He was an interesting man. 

The drive to Lookout Mountain was very long. Mama wondered if anyone attended his funeral because it would be hard for people to get up that mountain especially in 1917. She found out that 20,000 people attended and there are pictures in the museum showing all the cars making the climb up the mountain.

The folks were surprised by the number of people riding bikes up the mountain.  There is no way they could do that.

Views from the mountain:

Buffalo Bill's grave.

Pretty mountains

Buffalo along the road.

 Mama said it was interesting learning about Buffalo Bill, but the drive up the mountain and back down was a little scary for her. Dad thought it was fun.

Joey,
The Greyhound Whose Mama Calls The Wild Child