Today I went to register my car at the DMV here since I just had it pointed out to me that my Indiana plate expired two days ago. Before I can get my plate, I was told that I have to get an emissions test and my VIN number verified, both of which cost about $25 dollars. When they told me I thought, what?
They didn't do this stuff in Indiana...or was I just ignorant of it...hmm. It's like they want to keep the mountain air fresh or something. So my car is pretty much legal- I paid 6 dollars and they gave me a 10 day permit to keep me kosher until I can get to the CO Clean Air place for the checks on my car.
Right now Simon is napping on the kitchen chair and Joseph is at work. For today I have planned the eating of rocky road icecream, job hunting, and laundry. I was going to wash my car, but it snowed last night and the roads are a little sloppy--really I was going to do it. And I still will one day.
Well, happy St. Patricks day my friends. I was hoping to walk out the door this morning and see the Platte River by my house running green, but I just saw a statue in front of a garden center holding a clover in its mouth and a lady at the DMV wearing mint green shirt, which was nothing like what I was doing, wearing a bright green.
Joseph and I went snowshoeing yesterday up in the mountains a little ways west of Vail. It was called Powderhound trail which I found in the trail book his brother Daniel got us for Christmas. (Thanks Dan & Jodi!) It was a short trail, just 2.75 miles--I wanted a relaxing time out since it was our first time using the snowshoes for real hiking.
We were getting near where we knew our trail head should be and we pulled off into a parking lot to look at a sign and the old Ford Focus got stuck. Joseph dug out behind the wheels with my windshield scraper, and we put the cars floor mats under the front wheels and after about a half an hour of rocking, spinning tires, and me pushing, because evidently I am the strong one--we got out. Having conquered the snow gods of the Rockies, we got on with our hike a little ways down the road.
The trail was pretty well packed; there had already been lots of people on it, but the snow was deep (at least 2 feet in the shallowest places) and I'm pretty sure we would have been post holing if we were just wearing boots. We went through some really dense pine forest with boughs full of snow what kept going down the back of Joseph's coat. We had some great mountain views as we were at pretty high elevation, but we didn't see any wild life except for a few birds and lots of bunny tracks. You can tell those by the cute little circle tail print in the snow behind the feet--so cute!
Walking in the snowshoes was pretty comfortable for me. Since mine are women's, they are not as wide as the men's, so I don't have to walk with my feet very far apart. The snowshoes are good not just for keeping you above most of the snow, but they also have crampons mounted on the underside, so metal claws dig into the ice and snow. This way you can walk steep slopes and make your descent with out slipping.
As an end note- please notice that I got Joseph to wear the dreaded fanny pack...and I think he liked it. Worn in the front--middle aged person at the theme park----worn in the back when hiking--highly cool and keeps your back happy since it doesn't have to carry the weight. That's all I have to say about that.
