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Busy Weekend

It's Labor Day Weekend, and there is a bunch of stuff going on in the Valley.

Saturday morning, Dev and I had breakfsast (the french toast challenge from Di at my other blog) and took our bikes out for a spin. First, we headed to the Valley Farmers Market....







Then we headed to the Quasi-Grand Opening of the San Luis Valley Museum. It was pretty cool. I never saw it in it's original building, but I heard pretty crappy comments about it from several people. The new building is nice. The displays were nice, and most of them even had something to do with the Valley. Some didn't, and had no information that might help a person figure out why they (the displays) were there.


The big event of the day was the Early Iron Festival. This is one of the bigger deals in the Valley. Hundreds of car enthusiasts converge in Cole Park to oooooo and ahhhhhhhh over lots of beautifully restored antique cars. I took a few pics.....



Pretty full, huh? I took this from the footbridge leading into the park from the river.
I took some other pics, which you can see on my flickr page.
We decided after eating our brats from the Gosar booth that perhaps we should ride for a while on the bike path by the river. We got about a mile down the path when we heard mariachi music coming from one of the athletic fields on ASC's campus. Then we remembered that they were having Hispanic Day. So we turned around and rode over to check it out.
There were lots of people there. They had a food booth, face painting, folk dancing, cars, just about everything. We didn't stay too long- mostly because it was hot and I was getting bicycle butt from riding so much.
We rode home and began hatching our plan for dinner, which you can read about here.























Comments

Tonya said…
Sounds like a good Saturday! Glad to hear the museum had some local artifacts/stuff... it was controversial for a long time for the lack of those. I'll have to go check it out.
Diane said…
You really have turned to the dark side if you are complaining about the heat in Colorado! Re-read this post in a couple of months and see how you feel then! :)

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