On our last day of three day weekend getaway, we decided to hit Rifle Falls on the way back from Meeker, CO. We got out of the Green Cabin by 11AM, leaving a check on the counter for the manager (who we never even saw our entire stay). We ate leftover food from the Meeker Mexican Restaurant for breakfast, not wanting to take the time to stop along the way to Rifle Falls. I started us off driving, and we made our way south to Rifle, and then took the turn-off to Rifle Falls prior to reaching the town. We were gearing ourselves up for another big hiking day, considering we did about 10 miles the day before. The drive there was gorgeous on a winding country road – we passed the golf course on the way too, which looked like another neat little mountain course to try playing (reminiscent of the Evergreen course). We also went by this awesome lake. We reached the Rifle Falls State Park entrance in about an hour, only to discover that the parking lot was full. The Park Ranger was super nice and helpful though, and told us to drive North for about 1.5….
We had a busy previous day getting to and exploring Meeker – next up would be Trappers Lake. SO, the next morning we woke up pretty late and took our time heading out for breakfast. I did some yoga and read a bit on our screened in porch at the Green Cabins. We finally headed in to Meeker for breakfast at the Meeker Café around 1130AM and got ourselves some grub. I had the American breakfast, and it was huge – enough to get me through until dinner even after a full day of hiking and fishing. I heard the breakfast burrito was also delicious. We again had a chatsky with the waiter, who was another Mexican, imported in to the town by the very same Guadalajaran restaurant magnate. His name was Fernando, and he had been in Meeker now for at least a year, because he talked about loving to ski and going to Breckenridge and Vail in the winter. We were again surprised by the hotel bizarreness of the situation, but at the same time thought it probably was a great opportunity for these kids. We were also impressed at how well they spoke English and how much they looked like “typical….
Today was a sad day because our Rocky Mountain and Fraser adventure ended – but definitely ended on a high note nevertheless with a final golfing Evergreen hurrah. And more importantly, and true to form at the Wild Horse Inn, which he had been staying at the last few days in Fraser, CO, we were treated to another glorious breakfast Sunday morning – a waffle with Palisade peaches, Greek yogurt, and spicy pork sausages….
Today was the big day we were finally going to do the much awaited (at least for me) Georgetown Loop Railroad. I had been looking forward to this since I moved to Colorado a year ago. You can’t spend a day being a railroad dork without starting off without a satisfying breakfast made by John at the Wild Horse Iinn, even though we were still super full from our over stuffed game fest from the night before. #foodporn….
We woke up to a hearty breakfast at the Wild Horse Inn and discussed our grand plans to for hiking Grand Lake later in the day. We got in the previous afternoon to Fraser, CO, driving in from Denver, and managed to still fit a lot in to the day and the evening. Check out my blog about Devil’s Thumb Ranch and our evening ramblings here….