Eating government cheese down by the river
This past Saturday will go down as one of the best days in memory. We didn't really have a plan for the day, except we wanted it to be cheap. Much discussion had gone on the night before between Dawn and I about how we're spending too much money lately...which is not such a good idea when you're unemployed like I am.
About 10 am, I met up with Dawn and Mark and we headed to Golden to take the short tour at Coors aka "The Mother Ship." The short tour is flippin' awesome: just walk in the door, get your i.d. scanned, take the elevator to the second floor, hang a left to the tasting room and enjoy your three free beers while making fun of the tourists. L-o-v-e the short tour. Free beer is good beer.
The day started off kind of gray and cold which put a slight damper on our plan for a picnic down by the river. So, we headed to our favorite standby in Golden, The Buffalo Rose (http://www.buffalorose.net/) to check out the band, while keeping an eye on the weather. A few Keystone Lights (on special for $1.25) later and the clouds broke, the sun came out and it was nothing but blue skies... Picnic on, baby!!
Just a few minutes down the road and we were on the banks of Clear Creek, scouting the best place to set up. Mark found some great flat rocks and declared it was the perfect spot. We all sat down and dug in the cooler...for some wine (out of real glass glasses, no plastic here!), blackened ahi tuna, grilled shrimp, Swiss cheese, pickeled jalapenos, and peanuts. De-lish!! We kept joking about us having a 'white-trash, cheap weekend' with blackened tuna and grilled shrimp instead of government cheese in a van, down by the river.
After a few glasses of wine and several handfuls of peanuts, Dawn and I decided we should have a peanut shell boat race. We spent the next few minutes shelling peanuts and looking for the best boats. After we were both satisfied with our picks, we headed upstream from the rapids and let them go. It was a close race, but in the end, both shell boats capsized and went down the rapids upside down. Dawn was yelling "Peanut down! Peanut down!" as she was hopping from rock to rock to track them...right before she hit a slick one and almost went down herself. She just ended up soaking herself up to her shins and almost pulling Mark in with her. After realizing both boats were lost, we shelled more peanuts and did it all over again. This time, Mark got in on the action.
In the end, there were no surviviors from the 1st Annual MDT Peanut Shell Regatta, but I expect there to be a lot more entries next year.
All in all, it was a great day. Beautiful weather, beautiful scenery, beautiful friends... You can't ask for more than that.
About 10 am, I met up with Dawn and Mark and we headed to Golden to take the short tour at Coors aka "The Mother Ship." The short tour is flippin' awesome: just walk in the door, get your i.d. scanned, take the elevator to the second floor, hang a left to the tasting room and enjoy your three free beers while making fun of the tourists. L-o-v-e the short tour. Free beer is good beer.
The day started off kind of gray and cold which put a slight damper on our plan for a picnic down by the river. So, we headed to our favorite standby in Golden, The Buffalo Rose (http://www.buffalorose.net/) to check out the band, while keeping an eye on the weather. A few Keystone Lights (on special for $1.25) later and the clouds broke, the sun came out and it was nothing but blue skies... Picnic on, baby!!
Just a few minutes down the road and we were on the banks of Clear Creek, scouting the best place to set up. Mark found some great flat rocks and declared it was the perfect spot. We all sat down and dug in the cooler...for some wine (out of real glass glasses, no plastic here!), blackened ahi tuna, grilled shrimp, Swiss cheese, pickeled jalapenos, and peanuts. De-lish!! We kept joking about us having a 'white-trash, cheap weekend' with blackened tuna and grilled shrimp instead of government cheese in a van, down by the river.
After a few glasses of wine and several handfuls of peanuts, Dawn and I decided we should have a peanut shell boat race. We spent the next few minutes shelling peanuts and looking for the best boats. After we were both satisfied with our picks, we headed upstream from the rapids and let them go. It was a close race, but in the end, both shell boats capsized and went down the rapids upside down. Dawn was yelling "Peanut down! Peanut down!" as she was hopping from rock to rock to track them...right before she hit a slick one and almost went down herself. She just ended up soaking herself up to her shins and almost pulling Mark in with her. After realizing both boats were lost, we shelled more peanuts and did it all over again. This time, Mark got in on the action.
In the end, there were no surviviors from the 1st Annual MDT Peanut Shell Regatta, but I expect there to be a lot more entries next year.
All in all, it was a great day. Beautiful weather, beautiful scenery, beautiful friends... You can't ask for more than that.
posted by kcterrilynn at 10:22 AM
4 Comments:
i think we are mean't to be together. we have some much in common...especially when it comes to beer and football.
you certainly can't ask for more than that. sounds great.
KC,
what the heck is up with the jayhawks? i hope they are getting it out of their system now so they don't have this problem once the NCAA tourney starts.
Carl, I don't know what's up with KU...we do this once in a while, but usually during tourney season. My friends and I are buying tix next week for the KU/CU game in February. From what I've heard when KU plays in Boulder, the fieldhouse is wall to wall Jayhawk fans. I can't wait!! You should totally come. It'll be a par-tay!
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