Monday, February 13, 2012

creekfront property

Just found out the big concrete bayou thing that divides 31st Street has a name.  Camp Creek.  A reporter from KRCC is poking around about the dry waterway.  His e-mail said he is "interested in its history, its lore (car crashes, wildlife, sightings, etc.), and it's future."  In the summer, we use the ditch to get to and from the Red Rock Lounge, including the three block long tunnel that dumps you out into Fountain Creek.  And we did run laps around the north part of the ditch for the CRUD Krispy Kreme Challenge.  But other than that I can't imagine anything exciting has ever happened regarding the creek.

The machete drama is over.  Or is it?

More talk on the high fee of NYC over here.  I feel it's a fair cost, considering they close off the biggest city in the world for you.  But hey, if you want to give it up, like that New York chick who really sticks it to the RD by  doing CIM ($85) instead, be my guest.  FYI, the Marine Corps Marthon, which I hope to do someday, is definitely not the only marathon in the country with an entry fee below 100 bones.

2 comments:

dug said...

Not really local lore, but your street is where we drove looking at houses when my wife and I (and her hot sister and cousin...long story) were her on our honeymoon.
We were having bagels for breakfast down at the place where KFC is now, thinking about whether we wanted to move here. We drove up and down your street and decided no, we did not want to live in such a hellscape.

brownie said...

I hope 31st street wasn't the most exciting thing you did on your honeymoon! It is sort of a bland street.

Sure wish the bagel place was still there, though. It's been a KFC/A&W for at least seven years now.