Boulder , Colorado ; From Aspen to Boulder via the Independence Pass entails clinging to a crumbling two lane , sometimes one lane , blacktop cowpath 13,000 ft above sea level . The ol' suburban earned her keep , pulling the gear trailor up that majestic son of bitch and down the other side . It would of been even more eventful had we hit the big horn sheep . Kind of like Tom Joads truck driven by Goofy ( sorry Steve ) over the edge of the Highlands , times five . Steve 'snickers ' Smith got us up and over and down to Leadville , home of the best baseball team west of the Mississippi , circs 1882 .
Last night in Boulder was right on . Nice theatre , great audience , kitty corner from the Shambala centre , which actually made us feel closer to home , if not closer to our inner chakras , in some weird way . Gord Downie once again giving the people all their moneys worth and more .
It's 7 am , some of the lads have gone to Dennys , and we have 1100 MILES 'til Austin . Stay in school kids , get a trade .