Last week, I learned that they selected my proposal! I know you're curious... what exactly is my perfect meal? To be honest, I'm not sure there is a single perfect meal, like a one-size-fits-all. Sure, I'd eat sushi any day of the week, but I'd probably get sick of that if I had to eat it every day of the week. To me, "perfect" is situation-specific. And on Saturday, September 4, 2010, the situation was this: We'd been invited to spend the weekend at J&M's cabin, Castle View. Castle View is perched on the edge of Pike National Forest, just on the other side of the Continental Divide, near Eleven Mile Lake. It's out there, far, far away from the hub-bub of civilization. A perfect weekend getaway. J&M also invited a German who is, as they put it, "hands down the nicest guy in the world." Well. Can you think of more perfect dinner company?
|Last time we were invited to Castle View, we got lost somewhere around the edge of the world. Mr. Rose, center, walking toward some thunder clouds.|
|Mr. Rose testing out his post-surgical anterior cruciate ligament on Eagle Rock.|