In the summer of 1893, Katherine Lee Bates traveled to the top of Pikes Peak (via wagon and mule, not foot, but we don't knock her for it). She was a bit wiped out and probably oxygen deprived when she looked out at the view and was joyously inspired to pen the words to "America the Beautiful".
So it seems only proper that our fair city should pay some sort of homage to Miss Bates. I suppose it was this reason that the powers that be decided to change the name of one of our parks to "America the Beautiful Park" a few years ago.
I've never really liked that name. It's just so LONG. Migosh, eight syllables, such a mouthful! I would prefer something more like "Kathy Bates Park", but no one asked me.
Anyways, yesterday was the Fourth of July, and I hope my blog friends enjoyed theirs whether it was a holiday or just another Thursday. For us, it was the second quietest Independence Day I remember. I heard one firecracker.
All fireworks are banned, but in past years, most ignored that rule. But last year, after the fire, there was not a peep, and this year, we are again still feeling the affects of wild fire. Who lit that firecracker?!?!
My law abiding family and I decided to go for a bike ride. Our destination? America the Beautiful Park. Seemed a fitting ride for the holiday.
It was a lovely day, just a little hot, but the pedaling provided a bit of a breeze. I donned the helmet cam and then condensed our ~15-mile ride into a 3-minute video. I fought with the video editor while creating it, but finally won the battle. For that at least, I hope readers will come along for the ride.
There is one feature of America the Beautiful Park that makes it a popular place to be this time of year. It's in the video. Prizes to whomever finds it (it's very obvious - I just want to create suspense).