On the trip, we had a bit of auto trouble. Let me say this: People in Colorado don't seem as friendly/helpful as people in Kansas. When photographing in Kansas, especially somewhere a bit rural, I will often have people stop and ask if I need a lift or if my car has died. We were on our way up the mountain, on a very narrow road and our vehicle went pooey. Know what? NO ONE stopped to ask if we needed help. NO ONE. Stinkers.
With the vehicle out of commission for a day or two, Erik did the only sensible thing possible: We drank our way through Estes Park.
Erik will tell you their brewery was OK, but not fabulous.
We had far better luck with the wine, though.
Loved this.
This place was quaint.
This is the other place in town to taste wine (don't remember the name). We got a nice bottle of Riesling there.
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