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Tue
14
Oct
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Tue
14
Oct
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Digust for campaigns

Dear Editor, 
I would like to express my disgust at the campaign for State House
District 59. I guess it is too late to throw these two out and start over
with new candidates. It seems like every day we get flyers in the mail that
sound like elementary school arguments. "Mike broke my crayons! J Paul
stole my lunch money! Well, you're a wiener face! Oh yeah, you're a poo-poo
head!"
I do not mean to insult elementary school kids. This race seems worse than most, which is a pretty low standard to fall below.

Jim Myers
Ridgway

Tue
14
Oct
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The impact of our pristine views

Dear Editor,
I read with interest your recent article, “VIR Road Expansion Compromise Proposed.” This, as you made clear, refers to Section 9 of the Ouray County Land Use Code dealing with visual impacts. The process may almost be over: one workshop, a Planning Commission Public Hearing and a Board of County Commissioners Public Hearing. Looks as though we may have come to the end.

Tue
14
Oct
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What about Bob...

What About Bob…
Even when Lovely Ouray's temps are in the 70s, I'm here to tell you that unobstructed high altitude late-September sun can be brutally hot. It's like an infrared kind of heat, one that cooks you from the inside out.
There I was, feeling like the flammable focal point under a magnifying glass—sweating out placement of the last few shingles on the roof of a new storage shed Bobbie and I constructed to house mountain bikes and other "stuff" that seems to multiply faster than wives and children at a polygamist commune—and up strolls "What-About-Bob." Bob's friendly and outgoing on the surface, yet somewhat paradoxically forlorn a couple layers below his psychological epidermis—a character not unlike Bill Murray played in the movie, “What About Bob.” My Bob’s a lovable, offbeat and entertaining kind of guy, one who'd be living in your spare bedroom in a heartbeat if you weren’t darn careful.

Tue
14
Oct
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The lexicon of winning

You can excuse Kat Papenbrock, executive director of the Ouray Chamber Resort Association, for pausing a moment during Saturday's Oktoberfest in Ouray. I didn't hear exactly what she said to me moments before the winner of the 50th Jeep Raffle winner was drawn and announced, but it was a bit of exhaustion mixed with relief.
Kat, Heidi Pankow, the entire staff and all the volunteers at OCRA who put on Saturday's event should be commended.
It was a beer barrel blast.
When this year's Jeep winner was announced, my brother Kevin, who was nodding off in his chair because he and his wife had driven from Phoenix to get to Saturday's event to "pick up his Jeep," was roused when he heard the first name: Kevin. Unfortunately, the last name didn't even rhyme with "Todd," nor is Phoenix located anywhere near Kansas, where the winner resides.

Wed
01
Oct
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Black swifts need room at Box Canyon Falls

Dear Editor,
 
I recently visited your wonderful town as part of my summer vacation to the western states. It is indeed a beautiful and special place. The townsfolk are warm and inviting. While in Ouray, I visited Box Canyon Falls in hopes of seeing the little black swift that nests there. I am an avid birder and have long hoped to see this marvelous bird. I was not disappointed! With the help of Sue Hirshman, I was able to view four nests with chicks! I was truly elated. The black swift was my 1000th bird to be seen and identified since I began birding 39 years ago. What a fitting species to mark this “bucket list” goal.

Wed
01
Oct
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Real men don't shoot cows

Dear Editor,
It takes a real man to shoot a cow in the face with an arrow. I'll add $200 to the reward Cristy Orvis is offering for information leading to the arrest of the guilty idiot. Anyone else want to chip in?

Kyle Ronemus    
Ridgway

Wed
01
Oct
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Sharing shades of generations

What a sight it's been over the past week or so to see so many gorgeous pictures being shared by everyone in the county. They say a true Irishman can distinguish 40 different shades of green on a hillside. If so, I bet a true Ourayan can distinguish 40 different shades of gold on a mountainside.
If you haven't had a chance to get up Red Mountain Pass or Owl Creek Pass or County Road 5 to see the colors because you work too much, then, well — you work too much. I had the chance last Friday to go up to Red Mountain Pass and see the colors. What an amazing display.
My Uncle Don, who turned 87 this year, was here with his wife Marilyn. She elected to help Beecher set up at the 4-H Center for last weekend's Fiber Festival, put on by Weehawken Creative Arts. Uncle Don and I ran a few Plaindealer errands in Ouray then drove up Red Mountain Pass, in line with all the other day-tripper gawkers hoping to catch the fall foliage during the peak of change.

Wed
03
Sep
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What a weekend!

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