I packed up my traveling circus and headed for home this morning. There was a lot of partying deep into the night after the races were over with eight or ten racers and their teams staying last night and celebrating with fireworks, much laughing, and the consumption of numerous adult beverages. I went to bed at 10:30 but the festivities made sleeping difficult.
On the way home I stopped in Glenwood Springs and once again visited the grave site of famous westerner, and brief resident of Tombstone Arizona, Doc Holliday. It's probably been 20 years since I was at that cemetery and I remember it being on the top of a hill with only a small hiking trail to get to the top but I did'nt remember the hill being that high and that steep.
It appears that global warming is causing the hills and mountains that I used to walk up rather easily to gain hundreds if not thousands of feet in altitude. I believe it's got something to do with heating causing things to expand, so the hills and mountains of Colorado are expanding in an upward direction to the point that I can barely make it to the top of anything anymore. The walk up to the graveyard gave me some exercise just when I didn't need any, but I'll survive and write about it with some pictures tomorrow.