Wow, could this be the first timely post here in a while? It is.
On Friday August 29th Serge and I hopped in to his new Cayman S for a week+ long road trip to see a little bit of our fine country and some good friends.

Packed up and ready for the road.
Things got cobbled together last minute as is often our modus operandi. The important thing was that things actually got together and we were on the road shortly after work. There was only one problem, this was the Friday before labor day weekend and we weren’t the only ones struck by this genius idea. Getting outta of the greater Los Angeles area was a bit of struggle, but we did it.
After a long night of driving we got to Flagstaff, AZ and grabbed a few drinks. A quick stop at the Pita Pit after that and we were off to bed. Nothing like cheap motel beds to get a marginal nights sleep. The next morning we ate some mini muffins provided by our motel and were back on the road.

After looking at some maps I suggested a stop at Four Corners. We stood in four states at the same time, woooooohooooo!

Here’s what it looks like as you approach it and after paying the $3 to get in.
Four Corners was an interesting place. A nice monument surrounded by small wooden booths where local Indians sold wares of all types. After checking it all out we got back on the road heading towards Durango, CO.

On the way to Durango, CO we stopped at the Great Divide. It’s a pretty impressive site.
Once in Durango, CO it quickly became clear we weren’t the only ones looking for a motel. Being Labor Day weekend there were throngs of bikers in town. We decided to have dinner in Durango and rest up a little before pushing on.
The next leg of driving got a bit dicey. We were driving through mountain passes with sporadic and hard rain storms. The Porsche’s traction control came in handy and we got through it all without the slightest misstep. After driving through Ouray, CO we made it to Montrose, CO and decided to find a motel there.
The next morning we pushed on to Colorado Springs, CO to visit The Brothers Sorenson, also known as Nate and James. Big thanks goes out to them for giving us a free place to eat, sleep, and be merry for the couple of nights.

We proved that the Porsche Cayman S can comfortably fit 3 people. Doesn’t Nate look comfortable?

After we left Nate and James’ place we headed to the Garden of the Gods. Lots of big rocks.

After leaving Colorado Springs out next stop was Denver, CO. We had one important stop to make before we left, and that was drive up to Pikes Peak.

We made it all the way up and kept the car on the road.

Here I am standing on a time capsule that was buried in 1999 to be opened in 2099.

It’s a LOOOONG way down.

On the way down there a few signs reminding you to be careful with your brakes.

Of course how seriously can you take the braking signs when this is also there. Then again, what if Big Foot is real?

One of my favorite photos from Pikes Peak. Taken on the way down.
After leaving Pikes Peak we made a mad dash for Denver, CO. Compared to some of the earlier driving this was a piece of cake. Once in town we had to find a hotel. Little did we know that the CEDIA EXPO was taking place that week making hotel hunting just a little bit harder than expected. We finally got a room at the Westin-Tabor which was a nice central spot next to the 16th street mall.

Once settled in I called Christine and she met us downtown for a few drinks.

I like this photo because Christine looks all ‘after school special’ serious.
After a few more drinks Christine and I convinced Serge to stay an extra day if she took the next day off. It worked so I rented a car and we all took off from Denver to visit Boulder and Fort Collins.

Here is Christine fighting the system at the New Belgium Brewery. She was in an especially sassy mood and did not want to play by the rules. Luckily disaster was avoided and we talked the knife out of her hand so she wouldn’t kill our beer wench.
After a long day driving around the fine state of Colorado we ended up at Choppers Sports Bar for Poker Night. Alas Serge and I aren’t poker players so we watched Christine get to the final table before we called it a night.
One more day seeing Denver and dinner at the Buckhorn Exchange for Rattlesnake, Elk, Venison, Quail, and Pot Roast.
The next morning it was on to Vegas, then home. There was on unexpected stop along that route on I-70. It was by a Utah State Trooper who seems to think that the car we were traveling in was exceeding some type maximum speed they claim to have in Utah. I begged to differ but it did not dissuade the Trooper from issuing some type of citation. The details are all a bit foggy.

Needless to say Serge’s car is going to need a complete and thorough cleaning.