Jogging in Colorado, USA
After getting as far as possible away from the crazy cows I still had a few more kilometres before I would arrive at the Bowling alley. I found it amusing that there were “markers” along the way. Someone had spray-painted words on the road every couple of kilometres. They seemed to appear whenever I was wondering how much longer I needed to run. There were times where I thought that I should have turned a corner, and maybe I was lost.
As you can see from the above picture… There is not much in either direction. Running for 30 minutes and then wondering if you’re going the right way, is not a good feeling. I was relieved when Justin and Nick pulled up beside me in the truck. Hayden was with them and he was very excited that we were on our way to go bowling in Westcliff (the closet town to our lodge).
Justin and I had never been here but most of the others from the church come here every summer. The owner of the lodge where we were stayed had told us that this was a state of the art bowling alley. He was under the impression that our big cities couldn’t make a bowling alley to match this one. hehehe… 😉
Hayden and Justin entering our names into the system.
Justin, Hayden and I put on our super cool bowling shoes.
For Hayden we lifted the bumpers along the side of the lane. He also had to help of a metal frame to get the ball rolling. As a result he was kicking my butt!! haha, I’m not very good at bowling, and all the balls were too heavy! The lighter ones had tiny finger holes.
Hayden’s sister, Indigo, munching on some nachos.
The kids in the lane next to us (Max, pictured here) were very entertaining. This little guy would throw his body to the ground so that he could watch the ball hit the pins 🙂
The state of the art bowling alley had chipped balls. I hurt my thumb and the nail got torn. Justin’s finger was so cut up that he had to start bowling with his left hand!
Even with his left hand – he is still better than me!!! GO JUSTIN!