The Big Easy and the Great Swing Back

Bring on the Tesh!!

In Denver now, and preparing for the Cannonball part of the trip.

Strangely, it never got better.  

From Redwood to Telluride was close to 18 hours, with a quick pit to complete the "Folsom Prison Blues" circuit:  from Folsom, Ca we stopped in Reno, NV that day to gamble at the Boomtown.

He had wiles, and then some.

Hillary's first blackjack experience left her up $100, and ready to fly across the akali flats of Nevada.  With a quick stop over in Wendover, NV - i.e, one of the minor armpits of the universe - we reached Telluride on Monday night.

Had a good time catching up with the Huff's and Gumbles, and eye-balled the strange paradox of small town resort high in the San Gabriel mountains.  Telluride, a reconstructed mining town, swapped its one industry reliance in the seventies to the ski resort on its northern edge, but has not surrendered their right to easy partying.
From Telluride we went over the top to Denver and landed with Hillary's friends Megan and Clint, one of a brood of expectant mothers - everyone, we've learned, likes to get pregnant simultaneously.  We hung out with Alex and Keely Moffitt last night - big ups to Keely in surrendering her pink privy to us for the night -

The backs of my retina ache. 

and are planning the end stretch:
  From Denver, 22 hours over two days to New Orleans, thru the heart of Rangers country.
  Three days in the Big Easy, and the last partying of the trip
  And twenty hours more lands us in Philly on Thursday night.

We'll touch base with you guys before then, but heads up to all Saturday night October 30, the big birthday celebrash for 3-0 for Kevin, happening (tentatively) at Tierney's in Montclair.  Any suggestions or heads up for New Orleans, let us know and we'll drink a hurricane for ya.....