More Steamboat fun

Today we spent a leisurely day at the spectacularly beautiful Strawberry Park Hot Springs. The hot springs is located approximately 6 miles outside of downtown Steamboat Springs on a road that can be questionable for even a four wheel drive vehicle. The main reason for this is the road is quiet narrow in spots and if you do happen to get stuck it will cost you the amount to tow you out and a huge fine imposed by the city due to the fact the road is the only access to the area.

For these reasons we decided to take the shuttle provided by Sweetpea Tours. This service takes you door to door to and from the hot springs safely and comfortably. Our driver, Dan was excellent and very knowledgable about the area.

Once at the hot springs we jumped into our suits and into the very comfortable 105 degree hot pool where most of the adults were relaxing. The younger set started in the cooler pool that is about 101 degrees. As the afternoon progressed we ventured into the cooler pool as well as taking a plunge in the very brisk river which is about 35 degress or so and then quickly returned to the hot water.

Strawberry Park is without a doubt my favorite hot springs and completely worth the trip to Steamboat. This is our second trip here and I could get very used to coming more often.

Steamboat fun

I am writing this as I prepare to go to the oustanding Strawberry Park Hot Springs in beautiful Steamboat, Colorado. More on that later....

Yesterday, while Dave snowboarded, I watched a Steamboat tradition...the cowboy downhill. Real cowboys from all over the world decend on Steamboat Springs every year for this fun competition, in which they ski down a course dressed in full cowboy dress, complete with chaps and Stetsons. Once at the bottom of the course each cowboy or cowgirl must rope a cowgirl and saddle a horse. A few of the cowboys were embarrassingly confused as to which was which though. Some of the cowboys were impressively adept at completing the course in 30 seconds and under but many of them wound up on their Wranglers all the way down the mountain. A few even have the misfortune of traveling down the mountain switching between their Wranglers and their Stetsons, rolling down the mountain at an alarming speed.

I am so glad the cowboys came to town to entertain me on my non-ski day!