End of the tour. This is where I go through and delete all the pictures left on the camera’s disk but realize that I never turned the best ones into road journals. Like this one:
It’s Joe preparing for take off on the Alpine Slide after our set at the Winter Park ski resort in Colorado. The picture really captures the excitement of the starting line, the restless anticipation of trekking down a manmade cement chute in the middle of a steep lawn. What the picture fails to capture is Joe’s philosophical approach to the event… the I’m Gonna Get My Five Bucks Worth & Savor Every Minute Of This By Inching Down At Two Miles Per Hour approach. That comes across better in this other photo:
You can’t hear them, but all seven of those frustrated, inert kids stuck behind him are screaming cuss-words at him. Joe was beautifully unapologetic afterwards. There was a nice view of the Rockies and stuff.