Archive for August, 2008

Spam Getting More and More Creative

Every once in awhile, I’ll open up my Spam folder in my email box to see what folks are sending me, then I’ll clean it out. Most of the time it’s the usual… “Own Your Own Rolex,” “credit union,” or the various “male-enhancement” emails. Lately, though, some of the spam has gotten more creative, and the titles can actually be pretty humorous. Of course, they’re all deleted regardless of the titles, and never clicked on. It seems that the most recent ones have been surrounding Paris Hilton, though not all. Here’s just a selection of the clever subjects that I’ve received over the past few days:

Breaking News: Pelosi Sex Tape Causes Massive Erectile Dysfunction
“No Christmas Trees this year!” says Union President Paris Hilton
U.S. Attorney General Seeks Custody of Paris Hilton, Intends to Confine Her to Gitmo

Seen any interesting spam recently?

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Who the heck was Benson?

Have you ever driven by a place named for someone or some thing that you know nothing about, and wondered the history behind the place? That’s happened to me over the course of this week. Julie’s Deck, Fred’s Lunch, Red and White Mountain Road, Benson’s Cabin. Some are pretty obvious, some are less so. For example, Red and White Mountain Road’s path takes it right next to, you guessed it, Red and White Mountain. On the other hand, on Monday we drove the full length of Muddy Pass Road, and nowhere along the route did I see anything that resembled a muddy pass. Oh, there was a pass all right, but it was in a place that seemed to me that it wouldn’t ever be very muddy. Some places give you the history. Julie’s Deck had a history of Julie, including the foundation that she helped start, complete with cartoon furry animals. On the other hand, some times all you have to go on is a name and a bunch of logs piled on top of each other.

That’s Benson’s Cabin Road, a four-wheel drive road off of Shrine Pass Road, near Vail. It’s named for a small structure that sits very near the road, a shell of a cabin that was built who knows when. Actually, it’s two cabins, and they seemed to be pretty badly constructed. Unfortunately, I didn’t take any photos of the cabins, they just weren’t that pretty. But the name and location caught my attention. Someone built a cabin at 9,000 feet, in a “valley” that is off the beaten path. On the drive, we didn’t see any other cabins or dwellings, and the nearest town, Redcliff, is seven or eight miles away. The cabin would probably be a great spot during the summer, but in winter? The cabin would be snowed in for sure.

It made me wonder who Benson is/was, and why he built his cabin in such a strange place. Why did Benson live so far away from everything else? Was he even real? Why were his cabin construction skills so bad? These are the questions that I pondered on that day.

It’s August, For Crying Out Loud!

Yesterday, we drove through the Eisenhower tunnel and over Vail pass to reach Vail, our final destination for the next week. Jeeping, hiking, and mountain biking are the plans for the week. But, as we drove through the tunnel near Loveland ski area, this is what our outside temperature read as:

Temperatures got as low as 36 degrees!

Temperatures got as low as 36 degrees!

The gauge reads at 39º, but it got as low as 36 just before the tunnel. It rained nearly the entire time we were driving in Colorado, coming up I-25 from Trinidad to Denver, then up I-70 towards Vail. It turned freezing near the Eisenhower Tunnel, then became snow right before heading into the tunnel.

Snow in August? Are you kidding me? Thankfully, it’s supposed to clear up tomorrow, and we’ll be able to get on with our outdoor adventures. In the meantime, I think we might do some shopping today, and pick up some warmer clothes, since we didn’t really bring much (hey, it’s August!).

At any rate, it’s great to be back in the mountains.