Please welcome the newest member of the Brandt family, Miracle!
We just couldn't stand it any more, so we made some frenzied phone calls on Friday, threw some things in overnight bags, and hopped in the old family truckster. We headed out for Denver, where we ended up on Saturday afternoon, to meet our new doggie. We adopted Miracle, who we are calling 'Mira' from a racetrack there. The racetrack had been closed (HOORAY!) and is being used to house dogs now, ironically, which are being adopted out. Colorado is no longer a racing state. Actually, Mira came from a closed racetrack in Tucson, Arizona, and was shipped in to Denver for adoption. So - our dog, which we are transporting to Utah to live with us, was born in Arizona, and sent to Colorado where we drove to adopt her! She's definitely well travelled for a doggie of less than 3 years!
So, funny story that isn't so hilarious - we're now trapped in a hotel in a charming little ski resort town called Silverthorn. We decided to pull off for a potty break for Mira and a couple of others in the family, and as we came to the traffic signal at the end to the highway offramp, I said to Darrin, "Wow, that car in front of us really smells bad! What is that, burning brakes?" (We were coming down the grade from the Continental Divide.) We agreed that it must be burning brakes, and felt really bad for that car in front of us. So we pulled into the gas station parking lot and got out. Darrin decided to check under the hood, just to make sure it wasn't our car that had that awful smell. Good news - nothing under the hood smelled bad! We started heading in to the store and as we did, Darrin paused and pointed to the passenger side wheel. I looked down and saw that there was smoke coming from the wheel well, and there was actually boiling liquid emanating from the center of the wheel hub.
Um, I don't know much about cars, but that didn't seem very good to me. Also, we had found the source of that "bad car smell". It wasn't that car in front of us!
So, here we sit with our super neat (honestly) new doggie, Mira, in a great (honestly) hotel room, completely stranded! It's Sunday, so no repair shops are open. Also, tomorrow is President's Day, so we don't know if any repair shops will be open then! This is a big adventure, to say the least. We're just going to hunker down and have some fun, whatever comes. That's really just our style, anyway.
We are nestled in at the tippy top of the Rocky Mountains, somewhere between the big tunnel under the Continental Divide and Vail. It is just as beautiful as it can possibly be. There was a big storm that came through last night, and another one is supposed to come through tomorrow. Hopefully we can get our axle fixed and it won't break the bank! Won't it be exciting to see what tomorrow brings???
Until then, the entire Brandt family, including our new addition, is experiencing an extreme Rocky Mountain High!
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