It was sometime in March of this year that my husband’s long lost friend was able to track him down. They served in the Marines together some-15 years ago and have forged a bond so strong in such a short time that they were together – that I feel like they were more than brothers.
So, last week that is just what we did. We flew in Colorado Springs and spent a wonderful weekend with Tony’s good friend, Gene and his super awesome family. And we had a chance to take a tour on the must-see places while we were there.
We arrived on Friday afternoon and man, they look and act like brothers. We mostly stayed in the house while Gene and Tony rekindled the good ol’ days, while chugging down several cans of beer and an extremely big bottle of really good tequila. By the end of the night, one of them was sleeping in the garden and the other one was rolling on the kitchen floor – before being herded in the bedroom like a delirious cattle.
And they both remembered, absolutely. NOTHING.
Tony’s note to self: Never to drink on the first day of reunions so he can at least remember some of their happy conversation.
Come Saturday morning, we headed to Cave of the Winds. We started the day a little later than usual, but it was all good. We started with riding the Bat-A-Pult, which is a mild mechanical zipline where you are comfortably seated safely and zipped down a 1200 line where you are pulled back from where you started from. It just felt weird not having a strap across your chest, the lap belt addedd an extra scare factor.
After the refreshing zipline and lunch, we meandered along for the Cave of the Winds Discovery Tour. It was an hour long walking tour, where you would need to be physicaly able and be comfortable walking in dark, winding tunnels.
The next activity in order was negotiating the Wind Walker Challenge Course. Tony attempted to go through Level 1, on a normal day – he would have breezed through this like it was nothing. However, after a day of craziness yesterday – his balance skills were completely shot. So, it was just me and Sky. Sky walked through everything like it was nothing. I want to say that I did fairly well, but there was one part where I was basically on a a tightrope with nothing to hold on to. I heaved a certain sense of relief after that one obstacle, where I thought my legs were just going to give in.
After tackling this fun filled course, we had the perfect ending of an awesome Japanese dinner in Musashi. It was a Hibachi grill style Japanese restaurant, but of course I had to have some sashimi – both squid and tuna were so fresh! One of the must-dine places in Colorado Springs.
We then, just stayed at Gene’s home and spent the rest of our Saturday evening with his grandkids, that we all babysat delightfully. 🙂 And this was just the first day.
More on the next blog post!