Colorado, Part XIV

Wilder has the best grandparents EVER, on both sides.

When we were in Colorado (surely you can hear about our vacay one more time?) Shawn's parents watched Wilder so we could make a getaway to Estes Park and Boulder. We stayed at the cutest B & B. When we arrived, the hostess was spraying a bear with pepper spray. Apparently the Gingerbread Bear (locals call him that due to his coloring) is almost two years old and a bit of a pest. We were just glad he gave us bragging rights. He was quite the conversation piece over our breakfast with a couple from San An, and the other from England.
We took an air-tram up to get a better view of the Estes area.
I'm not a fan of heights but I did it anyway! Who would've wanted to miss this?:
Is it ok to admit that I really want to hike every trail on every one of these mountains? So much beauty. The streams were so clear--I wanted to drink the water, swim in it, do a VO-5 hot oil hair treatment in it...
Thanks, H & K, for watching WildMan!
Lastly, below are some snapshots of the cabin/relaxation time/landscape/Estes:
This is the last thing, I promise.

The cabin was built in 1950 or 60 (I can't remember)...so, you can imagine the array of vintage treasures it contains. It was all I could do to not take a plate set, 2 salt/peppah shaker sets, set of canisters, wall hangings, lamps...none of it was mine.

And that my friends, is torture. A very sad, sad thing.