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- Flying Cloud is the model name of our 1963 Airstream... now at large (but often just parked) in the 38th state.
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- Our Flying Cloud was built in Santa Fe Springs, California around 1962. Airstream manufactured the Flying Cloud model from 1950-1963, so this one was the end of the line.
- It was originally registered as #11229 in the Wally Byam Caravan Club International, or so we have heard.
- We took over this blog along with the trailer from the previous owners. We are the Flying Cloud's fifth owners.
- An ad for a 1958 Flying Cloud.
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cripple creek & eleven mile canyon
I am finally home. Got home late Friday after an exhausting week. I am not used to going out five nights in a row (all business dinners, of course!). Both of us were too tired to go away for the weekend.
But we did go to Cripple Creek yesterday and saw The Colorado Colleen, a "classic Victorian melodrama" in Old West style at the Butte Opera House. It was cute. Other than a group of 7-year-olds sitting next to us, we were the youngest people in the theater. Both the old men and the 7-year-olds ("kiss her, kiss her!") were very into it, earning us the best audience title. Afterwards, I overheard one of the actresses in the coffee shop telling her friends about the audience so they must have meant it.
I like this sign (a modern interpretation of an old ghost sign). I googled it to find out what it is supposed to be an advertisement for, and it seems to be a book written by Colorado entrepreneur, mine owner and writer Verner Reed in 1897 about an old Ute Indian. Hmm, despite this lovely ad, I don't think it will be topping the NY Times bestseller list anytime soon.
We also drove down Eleven Mile Canyon to scout out camping locales... I went there a few weeks ago and wanted Michael to see it. Very pretty. All the campgrounds were packed, which confirms Michael's desire to avoid them all together and camp as far into the middle of nowhere that he can get.
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