Day 2 ~ Morrison/ Kittredge/ Golden
On my second full day of solo exploration, I went for another bike ride along Bear Creek in Morrison. It was a vast, hilly desert– strenuous to propel upwards, but as I absorbed the atmosphere I felt renewed. Upon returning, I felt so proud I was able to stuff my bike in my car in just two pieces instead of three. I set my keys on the passenger seat as I finished buckling up my bike, and slammed both doors. However, I was thinking just a little too quickly…
I’d locked my keys inside my car, and no doors were open! What a wonderful way to start my Saturday- what I’d planned on spending as a day of leisurely shopping in my favorite town to shop in. Someone recommended I call the locksmith. There was only one locksmith number I could reach. I knew it would cost me an “arm and a leg” — but what other option did I have?
He said he would arrive in approximately 35 minutes, so I found a coffee shop to stall in. Luckily, I had my phone and my wallet on me. I ordered drip coffee and doused it with honey while I pretended to blog on my phone. Really, I was making up stories about the interesting couples who also entered the coffee shop.
After Morrison, I was feeling a little frazzled. I didn’t want to stay inside, though, so I drive the opposite direction of the rocky canyon highway and made my way into Kittredge. I’d missed an Adobe Market sale by just seconds, but the owner of a local art gallery mentioned the Canyonfest taking place just down the road.
Nothing makes me feel more at home than encountering a group of hoopers dancing to live rock and roll.
I was elated when my cousin suggested Indian food for dinner. I ordered Chana Masala- the most satisfying salvation after any long September day, as the air begins to cool.