It was a warm, sunny day in Denver this past Tuesday. In fact, the 67 degree high tied a record set back in 1917. With temperatures that warm, I figured it would be safe to drive up to Breckenridge without fear of getting caught in a snowstorm without snow tires or chains, which could result in an expensive fine. And it was definitely worth the trip. There was snow on the ground, and Breckenridge's 19th Century commercial buildings and homes were all decorated for the holidays, making for a very Christmassy atmosphere. And for a weekday afternoon, there were a fair number of people walking up and down the streets, doing a little shopping and checking out the local bistros.
Breckenridge, as everyone knows, is a very popular ski resort, and I imagine there were a lot of people up on the slopes that day. After all, staying at a ski resort during the Christmas holidays has always been considered a dream vacation (think Bing Crosby and Danny Kaye in White Christmas). Sadly, we did not see anyone singing and dancing to Irving Berlin tunes in the streets, but it was still a very nice day. The only complaint I have about Breckenridge during the winter season is that it is usually too damn cold to sit out on a patio, have a beer, and do a bit of people-watching, as you can do in the summer. Of course, if you have spent all day freezing your behind off on the slopes, I imagine you probably don't mind dealing with a little bit more cold out on the patio. As for me, I'll see you back in Breckenridge next summer.
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