LloydDobbler

Went out to hang with the Denver crowd over the winter one weekend. A bit windy, but had an awesome time. Jumping during the day, beers at the Bent Prop every night, hanging out in the hotel hot tub, watching skydiving movies when winded out…it’s paradise.

Even got in 15 mins in the tunnel on Sunday, due to extenuating circumstances:

1st jump on Friday, my girlfriend landed a bit out. She went down hard and tore up her knee. And then a local doctor (skydiver) gave her stitches on the packing hangar floor. :)

Like I said – full-service DZ!

Start of July, 2007 – driving across country, stopped in Moab & headed to the DZ. Clint (the DZO) was awesome – it’s primarily a tandem operation, but he had a Cessna-182 load going up with a single tandem in it, so he was more than happy to accommodate us.

View on the ride to altitude were breathtaking. Flying over Canyonlands and Dead Horse Point, the girlfriend had a better view than I did, and she was uber-impressed. Only bummer is, the views were somewhat obscured by the smoke from the massive fire in western Utah that we had driven through the day before. (But the fact that the fires happened at all was a bummer in and of itself, so really, who are we to complain?)

Anyway, a great little DZ. Some of the most gorgeous scenery on the way up (and down) that I’ve seen. If you’re a non-skydiver, this’d be a great place to try a tandem. If you’re an up-jumper, swing by and get in a jump when you’re in the area – you’ll be glad you did. I’ll be coming back for the boogie in September.

We were on a randomly-executed trip across the country (see the map attached to my list) and my cousin (who lives in Denver) recommended we stop by this place for breakfast.

The. Best. Cinnamon. Rolls. EVER.

It’s in a little town in the middle of the mountains, so it can be a bit tough to find…but dear lord, oh-so-worth it if you’re traveling West on I-70 and looking for a place to stop for breakfast.

(Oddly enough, I’ve since dated a girl who lives in Winter Park, CO, which turns out to be one exit away on the freeway…so every time I went out to visit her, I made sure we went to Georgetown at least once).

(Yes, it’s that good.)