
Brenden settles in to watch Oliver's air show.

Oliver is fearless. The neighbors got a kick out of watching him jump over the bike ramp on his plasma car over and over.

Here he is in action.




First of all, Telluride is gorgeous. The town is quaint and small and nestled in between tall mountains overgrown with very green pine and aspen trees. We enjoyed walking along the streets and admiring the architecture. There was a swift moving river running throughout the area and we got to ride a gondola multiple times every day (from the parking to the festival and back). We had a reservation in a cute lodge with a great restaurant in Placerville (about 15 mins away -- rooms in Telluride were outrageously expensive and camping was out of the question). We ate a lot of great food. And Scott even played a round of disc golf course under one of the ski lifts.
And we got to see some excellent music. I think top of our list would be The Swell Season (Glen
Hansard and Marketa Irglova from the movie Once) -- one of the best shows we've ever seen. The evening was magical and you could tell the band felt it too. It was just one of those shows that gives you goose bumps and chills. Excellent.
t) to write a more thorough review of some of the shows, but suffice it to say it was a beautiful setting to hear some great music.
We quickly realized we were quite different than almost everyone and there was no point to get in to those differences in conversation. So we took on the persona of mountain bikers/skiers from Salt Lake City who've learned to get around all those pesky alcohol laws. We were surrounded by constant partying from morning until after midnight. Young and old together. Think the grateful dead caravan fans. And they mostly all camp. And it was hot. So add that all up and it makes for a quite odorous environment.
was proud of me for holding my tongue all weekend.
ended up with a tiny 5x5 spot but at least we had a good view. The convention was once you put down your tarp you could leave it all day if you want (we went back to the hotel for a nap at one point in the day) and if someone wants they can sit there until you return. (To their credit it was a pretty respectful crowd.)
Did you all know that tie-dye is still very much in style?! And the sandals made of hemp rope and the hiking boots and mud-clad bare feet. Scott and I decided we could spot like-minded folks by their shoes. Converse or Rainbows was a good sign. There weren't many. And there were dread locks galore and tattoos and lots of hippie kids too. And then there were the drastic temperature swings. Morning was 40 degrees. Mid day was 90 degrees in full sun at 9000 ft elevation. Evening was very pleasant at 70 degrees. Night was back down to 40. So there was the layering -- leggings under the skirts, down to bikini tops during the day, down jackets at night. People had it down to an absolute science. There was lots of great people watching to do!
Of course I have to mention the bluegrass music. I mean I'm a music appreciator and I can admire excellent technique and musicianship. And there was plenty of that. PLENTY. But after a while I'm just not all that interested in another tune about vegetables or cows. The lyrics and subject matter are so trite. And the songs are so long. And frankly they mostly all sound the same to me.

Yep! Those are new leaves and new lemons and new flower buds! It's alive! It's making a come back. I can't tell you how excited I am.









playing in the water,



digging the hole,
jumping in the hole,





eating on the patio,

playing games,
and general hanging out.
But we can't shake the feeling that something is missing. Something really important. Something that pulls us all together and organizes us and makes it fun and exciting and special. It's just not the same without you guys. So Grandma, GET BETTER SOON!!! Follow the doctors instructions and stay warm and rested and close to your room. Hopefully they'll let you out soon and the real beach week can begin.