Mt. Princeton Hot Springs, CO

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Originally uploaded by Cameron/Duff.

Taking a stroll on a random evening of our honeymoon, we were asked to take a photo of an interesting threesome enjoying the view off a redwood deck. They invited us for dinner in celebration of a 28th birthday. They all hailed employment at the Fairplay Hotel, Fairplay, CO. They were, respectively: the bartender, the server, and the cook. Four steaks and a salmon filet later, the wind was blowing around the napkins, wet with spilled scotch, and the stray cigarette ashes were turning into a pasty mess. We found ourselves bound for their hotel room, bathtub filled with PBR. Chickzilla transformed into a person who chain smoked marlboro reds and threw his beer cans out into the bushes. I began calling everyone darlin and hon, and everything was lovely or brilliant. The server, am attractive woman from Maine, got mean as the Whiskey wained, and her boyfriend the bartender banged out some incredible blues on my guitar. It was all over when we were widdling our way into the hot springs at what felt like two in the morning, but was actually 9:00 at night, and she began cussing up a storm and, on unsteady legs, stormed off into the night. I said to the boys, why don't you just stay here by the river and let her go. The bartender said "shit," and grabbed his satchel of PBR from my arm. The cook (who was celebrating his birthday) followed, but turned around with a shrug and said pleadingly, "Can't break up the the team."