To Denver and the Icebox Palace

Left: Travel mates conversing into the night. Right: Beer, Captain Morgan and Pepsi, and what turned out to be rancid trail mix (Thanks, Walgreens!) does not make sleep an option aboard a moving train. Waiting the endless hours for breakfast.

Left: Looks pleasant, but its 38 degrees inside with no hot water. Waited for a heating guy to swing by for repairs. In the meantime… its colder than Iowa here! Center: Conditions at the Icebox Palace upon nightfall: 44° indoors, 28° outside. Bundled up with several blankets in a recliner for the night. Right: Special coffee: The only setting that produced a remotely passable brew.

Confluence Park on the South Platte in Denver.