Cheese Puffs, Cars and Cowboys
18th August 2011
Our cultural tour of Colorado started where any quality tour starts, Walmart. Our mission: to obtain a fishing license for MFN, in preparation for his trip to the mountains (and river) on Sunday. Having handed over his 9 dollars and pocketed his day pass, we had a wander around what is, a very big store. And then we saw them, the first highlight of my trip. Orange and proud, a stack of jars at least 18 inches tall, and 12 inches wide, the Cheese Puffs. Not any old cheese puffs you understand. These are cheese puffs that could take over the world if they all escaped from their jars at the same time. Kieran and I debated how we’d transport a jar home, but thought they might break out in the hold and the first we’d know about it is when the luggage came out on the carousel at Heathrow, covered in orange puff.
The sky is bigger out here and everywhere we drive we can see the Rocky mountains. The space is calming, the houses are huge but some of the older buildings remain, with ambivalent dog in doorway.
On the way home we stopped at the car yard to find MFN a motor. It’s a shame that most vehicles now don’t have the character that the classic cars have. Look at them, just think how much fun I could have with a Ladies Who… shoot and these cars. Kieran has a favourite, which one do you think?
As if that isn’t enough fun for one day, Patsy and Gary have taken their brief to find me a cowboy very seriously and organized a night at the Flying W ranch in Colorado Springs. By the time we hit the road, the thunderstorms and lightning had changed the colour of the landscape, but that didn’t stop us scaling the dizzy heights for this view.
The Flying W dinner is based on traditional cowboy fayre: amazing barbecue beef or chicken, jacket potatoes, apple sauce and beans. Not just any old beans you understand, if these beans teamed up with the cheese puffs, there’d be no stopping them.
After dinner, clad in denim, boots and Stetsons, the cowboys entertained with their fiddling, strumming and singing. They were actually really good and according to Patsy ‘the one in the black hat’ was real cute and had dimples when he smiled. Thanks Ben, your gorgeous voice was the second highlight of my day.
The sky is bigger out here and everywhere we drive we can see the Rocky mountains. The space is calming, the houses are huge but some of the older buildings remain, with ambivalent dog in doorway.
On the way home we stopped at the car yard to find MFN a motor. It’s a shame that most vehicles now don’t have the character that the classic cars have. Look at them, just think how much fun I could have with a Ladies Who… shoot and these cars. Kieran has a favourite, which one do you think?
As if that isn’t enough fun for one day, Patsy and Gary have taken their brief to find me a cowboy very seriously and organized a night at the Flying W ranch in Colorado Springs. By the time we hit the road, the thunderstorms and lightning had changed the colour of the landscape, but that didn’t stop us scaling the dizzy heights for this view.
The Flying W dinner is based on traditional cowboy fayre: amazing barbecue beef or chicken, jacket potatoes, apple sauce and beans. Not just any old beans you understand, if these beans teamed up with the cheese puffs, there’d be no stopping them.
After dinner, clad in denim, boots and Stetsons, the cowboys entertained with their fiddling, strumming and singing. They were actually really good and according to Patsy ‘the one in the black hat’ was real cute and had dimples when he smiled. Thanks Ben, your gorgeous voice was the second highlight of my day.