Dedication:To Clay & Bill & Fred…
And all my friends in Ouray,
I thank you all for the memories
May God smile on you always….
“A summer Ride”
At eight AM we climb aboard
A bright red Jeep outside the door.
Our driver promises we won’t be bored.
We’re going up where Eagles soar.
Beyond 13,000 feet we’ll ride
Through old ghost towns and mining camps.
We’ll see Marmots by our side
And maybe hear the Pica’s sigh.
Bear Mountain on a sunny morning
Sends my poor tired heart a soaring.
Nothing in nature is as great a sight
As seeing that bear on the mountainside.
Black Bear Road is to my right,
Winding up and out of sight.
It,s the roughest road in the universe
And known to make a 4-wheeler curse.
Ingram Falls is on the other side,
And getting there is quite a ride.
But Telluride is reached by noon,
And to many folks, It’s none too soon.
After lunch we climb to Imogene Pass.
The view from there will make you gasp.
The Red Mountains shine brightly to the right
While Mt. Sneffels is touched by evening light.
Past Camp Bird Mine we bounce along,
And to our jeeping journey we bid so long,
But I’ll be back again next year
The San Juan Mts. are very dear.
by Tom Thompson
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