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It's been written about before, but the Babymoon is a wonderful thing. Not only do you get to get out of dodge, but you get to funnel more money into the economy, spend time with your wife and baby-to-come, and see a new part of the state you should have seen years ago but were too lazy or unadventurous to bother.
I have been wanting to see Crested Butte, CO since about 4 years ago in October when I was on my way out to Boston to hang with some friends. I was in the airport and grabbed the two papers I always do while traveling, USA Today, and the Wall Street Journal. The USA Today had a section on snowy travel destinations. There, in front of me, was the most comforting, snow-filled picture of small town Crested Butte, or as some like to call it, crusty butt. I have always dreamed of living in a place that is both small-town, big culture, progressive, good food, lots of traffic-stopping snow, good coffee, and some form of outdoor recreation -like Burlington, VT. This little 200 pixel-squared picture of Crusty Butt made me warm inside with excitement. Alas, 4 years, a marriage, and a pregnancy later, I FINALLY made it there. WE finally made it there. It was amazing.
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We stayed at the brand new Mountaineer Lodgeon Mt. Crested Butte (elev. 9330) The Lodge has not been open more than 4 months. It smelled so clean and fresh, almost as if they are pumping lily-smelling essential oils into the elevators and rooms. We were upgraded to a suite from a studio overlooking the ski slopes and some new construction/demolition. Amazing views, food, and coffee.
Among the highlights:
- A winter-coated fox
- An elk
- Camp 4 Coffee shop
- Nice locals
- Golden aspen trees covering mountainside
- and, last but not least, this one is the real kicker...
We had just gone out to eat and on our way back to the lodge I stopped at a liquor store to grab something cool and refreshing - maybe spritzer-like, maybe a fresca and some bottled water, when I decide to check out their beer selection. BAM! I couldn't believe my eyes. Shipyard Ale's Pumpkinhead beer! No way!
That is the same beer we had in Maine last year that I tried finding here for the entire fall. I made countless calls to the distributors, manufacturers - to no avail. Well, it turns out after talking with the "dude" at the counter, that the owner of the liquor store was from Maine. Go figure. I walked out with all of their three last 6 packs. Happy Halloween!
1 comment:
I think we saw that lodge being built when we were up there in Feb!! Here's where we stayed:
Cristiana Guesthaus
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