Friday Post: Up on Cripple Creek

I just got back from Colorado. I was there from last Thursday until this past Tuesday. I spend the days fly-fishing and photographing (OK, and drinking my fare share of the CO-based beer from the Belgium Brewing Company, i.e. Fat Tire, Mothership Wit). I had a much needed brake, some quality mountain time, but I'm glad to be back to my wife and home. 

We went to Cripple Creek, the town The Band's song (Cripple Creek) is based upon. Note to readers, next time you go to Colorado, DO NOT got to Cripple Creek. Aside from the Pecos Bill themed slot casinos and the crappy poker joints, there is NOTHING here. 

I did a lot of photography, more so than fishing I would say. We fished three solid days and I am happy to inform you that I was NOT skunked. On the third day I got about 5 trout, which is fine with me. 

As all my photos go, I'm not totally done with an image until I print it. Inevitably there will be tweaks in the printing process that will render the photo better. However, I am pretty please with some of the stuff that I got while out there. 

We stayed in my uncle's (dad's twin brother) cabin. It's on top of a mountain in Westcliffe. My aunt (their sister) has a cabin on the other mountain, and you can see them from each other. Talking between cabins across the valley is a breeze. I say 'cabins' loosely, because these are not your typical mud and log dwellings, as you'll see in the photos.

So, without further adieu, here are three different galleries with some photos from my trip. Hope you enjoy. I would love to hear what you think, so post up.

My artsy-fartsy photos

My Uncle's Cabin

My Aunt's Cabin