Salida Colorado is quintessentially mountain. There's the Arkansas River running though it, a bar with the requisite Harley riders in it overlooking the river, kayakers surfing a wave right under the bar windows, everything painted bright colors, and dogs. The town conflict, I feel, is over dogs. Everyone has one. There's the design painted on the water trough planter to evidence that. There's "first aid" bowls of water left out by the merchants. But on the other hand, there's the nasty signs about dog doo. Did you know it endangers your children's lives? For that reason, along with others, I am sure, no dogs are allowed in the park. I made sure to take Daisy on the wrong side of the tracks to do her duty. I am not part of any commie plot to inflict the young of Salida with my dog's germs!
Just north of Salida is Mount Princeton Hot Springs, with three options: hot pool, swimming pool, or creekside pools. Oh yeh, and the superslide. We woke up our day there, and it was good, but still not as good as Challis.
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