The High Lonesome Ranch, De Beque Colorado. Wednesday September 7, 2016

Fresh berries and Aunt Linda’s Granola. Linda was the loquacious breakfast cook. She made all the homemade jams, cooked breakfast and also made Granola. Her husband was one of the drivers to meet the guides. Aunt Linda’s husband was quite the talker, but next to Linda he was very quiet!

Home made English Muffins.

Roasted potatoes.

Fresh cherry coffee cake.

This is one of the guests that we met, Sharon. She was so kind to me. She lent me her black Patagonia vest to wear at dinner several nights as I always got cold in my thin tops. At first I thought that she was snooty, but then found out that it was merely her Connecticut accent! Sharon and her husband Bill, were here fishing. Unfortunately it was to be his last fishing trip as he died six months after returning home. Steve and I hope to keep traveling, Steve will fish, while I befriend strangers for as long as we can!

This was Sharon’s last morning at the Ranch, and it was Gennifer with a G, who loved orange and her husband Larry’s, also. I always get sad at the end of my stay or when guests leave. I meet some truly interesting and wonderful people. The good part is that sometimes I am able to stay connected with some of them and see them another time. What a wonderful thing to be able to meet people and make a connection to them! Strangers to friends in just hours!

While Steve fished I went riding again.

One of the guests C, and Marion the manager of the riding program.

Before we hit the trail we worked on some equestrian skills. Here I am walking over logs.

We also worked on barrel racing, although in my case it was barrel walking around!

We saw an air squadron flying in formation!

A view from my ride.

The view towards the road to our cabin.

You have already seen the outside of the cabin and the pond across the way.

This was my sack lunch that I brought back to the cabin to eat.

Outside the kitchen area herbs were grown in a hydroponic system.

The dinner menu. (In case you refuse to read the commentary!)

What the chef called a Caesar salad. I’ve never had one with cabbage before!

Here are the rolls. Covered in butter. Highly caloric, but yummy!

Prime Rib with onion rings.

Roasted potatoes, unfortunately they never got passed to me!

Fresh De Beque green beans and tomatoes.

There is a lemon tart below the lemon custard.

We had a new group of guests come today. Here is a picture of all my new friends. They were a large group of guys. Of course I asked Steve to take a picture of me and all the guys. Me and 15 good looking guys, not including my husband, who refused to join me in the picture! This would be a reverse harem story in my romance novels!

Would I find out why the guys were at High Lonesome?

You will have to read tomorrow’s post to find out!

That is such a a good tease that I won’t add any more questions!

The High Lonesome Ranch, De Beque Colorado. Monday, September 5, 2016

Steve was out fishing for the day (surprise, surprise!)and I decided to drive to Fruita to see where all the fruit is grown that this area is know for. Fruita has an average of 300 days of sunshine a year. The weather is mild and there is plenty of water from the nearby Colorado River to irrigate the fruit trees.

While I was out and about Steve caught this monster fish. He caught it on the K Bar T on the White River. It was four pounds and 22 inches. As Steve does catch and release fishing he released it unharmed for someone else to catch on another day. He had a slow day as he only caught 4 fish. However if you catch a fish like this monster, you don’t really care how many fish you caught!

Here are some bowls of the local fruit from breakfast.

I could see this mesa along I-70.

Here is a closeup.

Fruita was very small. Population of around 13,000.

The Colorado River runs through town.

There was grape growing.

Interesting story alert!!!!!

Something that happened way before my time, but especially notable was the tale of Mike the Headless Chicken. In 1947 Mike’s owner tried to decapitate him for a chicken dinner. The axe was able to remove most of his head, except for the jugular vein, his ear and most of the brain stem.

When the chicken did not die, the owner decided to feed Mike with an eye dropper. Mike’s owner took the chicken on the side show circuit. Unfortunately Mike the Headless Chicken choked on a kernel of corn and died 18 months later.

My lunch.

In the afternoon I went for a ride.

This is where we turned around!

Before dinner we had an assortment of cheeses.

The menu for dinner.

Green salad.

As always at dinner there were plenty of fresh rolls.

Pot Roast as advertised!

Mashed potatoes.

Here is my plate of pot roast and mashed potatoes.

Dessert was Creme brûlée.

Are you surprised that there are some days that Steve does not go fishing?

Did you know that sometimes Steve does not catch a fish when he goes fishing?

Have you ever lost your head over anything?