Cabin 1

The Exit Light and Scoopshot were shooting pool so we said we would bring home all the food and beers when we finished, We were closing down at the cabin, near Pikes Peak, 2 hrs from Denver. It was Ky Derby weekend, also the same weekend of the STAG. F-S-S

The Judge happened to see 2 snaps driving toward the cabin on Sat. On inquiry they were bar belles, hearing that there was a party worth crashing. The Judge sent them back and fined the leak a case of cold beer if he wished to return to the Stag.

20 minutes later Lefty returned solo with 2 cases of cold beer.

O yes. The snow. So wet and cold and windless, one could park an open beer on the roof. And we had all the stores. Ham sandwiches, etc, a pig's delight.

Arriving in Denver we called Mr T to see if we could bring over the grub and beers.

 Rebecca answered. She said, after a gasping moment, that Mr. T's group of three cars were checked in for the night in Colo Springs at the Lamplight AKA Candlenight Inn, then faded away about a "house or horse in the middle of the road..."