This is the weekend for the Breckenridge October Fest which is, pretty much, an opportunity to walk the main street while drinking beer and eating brats. There are several booths serving other German foods, French and Mexican. Some booths sold doodads and trinkets, some clothing sales and, of course, beer steins. The party started at 2 pm on Friday until 6 pm and again all day on Saturday and Sunday. We chose to attend on Friday because we know that the crowds will be horrendous the other two days.
After shopping all the stores and eating a very good hamburger we showed our ID and bought tokens for beer. When we got tired of walking we would sit at a picnic table and make new friends. One table had folks from MN, FL and KS and another had folks from St. Louis and Denver. One guy had graduated from Rolla so he and John had a few things in common.
Saturday we played golf at the Keystone River Golf Course. We joined a couple from Nashville who were pretty good golfers and our lack of play time showed with lost balls and a reminder from the course sheriff to speed things up a bit! The best part was it was a gorgeous day! Blue sky, green grass, temps in the 70’s and some wind to cool us off.
The Frisco Fall Fest was held at the marina on Dillon Lake Saturday afternoon and again on Sunday and included beer, wine, food tasting from local restaurants and lots of local artists displaying their talents. Starting at 4 pm until 6 pm was a local band that played a wide assortment of music from our era on up to today. We stopped to visit with a couple of gentlemen who owned a beautiful wood boat then we listened to the music before heading to a restaurant for dinner.
I attended a lovely Methodist church in Breckenridge this morning then did laundry while John rode his bike down to Silverthorn where he shopped the outlet mall for a new jacket. Poor John had a really hard uphill ride back as Silverthorn is below the Dillon Dam. It was nice to not have to do much this afternoon except to enjoy the nice weather and a roaring campfire.
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