I’m struggling right now as a Thunder blogger. A part of me says to cut my ties with the Thunder concept as to avoid ever turning out like Little Nick Gallo, Royce Young, or Michael Cage and selling myself out like a common street whore. But there’s the pragmatic Libra side of me which says to hang in there and see if these two white boys Sam Presti has drafted turn out to be players.
Ever since I got back from Denver…my focus has been abysmal. I find little if any interest in the Thunder whatsoever…as in none.
I find myself yodeling John Denver songs at all points of the day and night.
So let me see if I can finish this entry on my travel blog and gently work my way back into the light as the premier OKC Thunder blogger in the market. Just so we’re clear, Sam Presti…I’m not for sale. El Prez writes the truth and nothing but the truth. I would go on to say apparently a degree in sports journalism means very little these days… as in nada.
So…on Day 2 which was Sunday we in Denver got our game faces on early because the 2-0 Denver Broncos had a 10:00am kick at Jacksonville vs. the lowly Jaguars.
In Denver this is the sports food chain…Broncos, Avalanche, Nuggets, and Rockies.
With new QB Teddy Bridgewater and once again healthy Von Miller these Broncos could be a tough out if they can stay healthy.
Denver easily dispatched of the Urban Myers’ NFL team. The rookie running back Miller from North Carolina is a player I have on my radar screen as a possible ROTY in the NFL.
So… the kids had a bluegrass concert to attend at the iconic Red Rock venue in Morrison so for the rest of Day 2 after the game my wife and I babysat Little Robert and Aubrey.
It was exhausting. Robert never stops talking or moving…as in never. But I love that kid. I do. At the age of two he has more presidential presence than Trump has at seventy-whatever. Not even close.
Day 3 we took the car by ourselves and left the idyllic Bonnie Brae neighborhood to adventure to Mt. Evans a mere sixty miles away with an elevation of 14,265 feet and to explore future trout fishing trips at Echo Lake.
It was breathtaking as the higher we trekked the aspen trees went from dull yellow to bright yellow to red-orange. I interviewed two local trout fisherman at Echo Lake like I was Dave Letterman and discovered they had limited out on this September day.
My wife purchased a tawdry pink Mt. Evans hoodie at the mid mountain restaurant then we headed back down to Idaho Springs in search of food.
We settled on Hard Knocks Brewery in the middle of downtown. I got the basic cheeseburger and Mindy ordered the fish tacos. I’d give the place a seven.
We had some Green Bay and Chicago Bear fans at the table next to us drinking schnapps shots so that was kind of cool. We talked a little bit about Aaron and his malaise in the opener.
We then got back to Bonnie Brae and bought the grandkids two quarts of ice cream at the iconic Bonnie Brae Ice Cream Parlor on University Street. Strawberry and chocolate chip.
Robert took the chocolate chip container from me and headed to the sofa before his mother confiscated the container.
Next day..early Tuesday morning at 4:30 am we hit the road and arrived back in Deer Creek at 3:45pm which is pretty good driving time considering we lose an hour coming back.
I dropped Mindy off at home then proceeded to pick up the diva lab Pauli at the Lucky Dog Salon where she tackled me with joy once she saw me through the glass.
That’s it for this entry on Mike’s Colorado Travel Blog.
Have a nice Friday.