The tiny and remote village of Vail, Colorado sat at the base of a deep valley and along side a twisting and turning U.S. Hwy. 6 back in the early 1970’s. At that time, the four lanes of asphalt known as I-70 were only a twinkle in the eyes of the engineers and Vail had a character, unique and different from just about anywhere else in the world. Growing up that special time and place provided me with some great memories, none being warmer or more vivid than the colorful, informal, perhaps even counter-cultural Fourth of July Parades on Bridge Street.
That was indeed a L-O-N-G time ago and I haven’t been back to a Vail Independence Day Celebration since. Yesterday, Tammy and I attended the parade and celebration in the tiny Village of Cuchara, which as most of you know is right in our own backyard. We have lived in this valley for seven years now but have always been too busy to witness the spectacle. I suppose there was a crowd of about two or three thousand folks in attendance, many of them the same age that I was back in the old Vail days. Without a doubt, some will carry the memories of Cuchara’s 4th of July Main Street Celebration with them for a lifetime.
The Greatest Adventures Are Waiting In Your Own Backyard!