A couple of weeks ago I met my friend Abner up in Denver to spend the afternoon. It was a lovely day. We’d been threatened with snow, but there was barely a cloud in the sky and it was warm in the sun. We decided to meet at the Breckenridge Brewery. It’s one of the local microbreweries and I’ve heard they have some good offerings. I tried the Agave Wheat. It was a murky looking glass of darkish amber stuff. But it tasted awesome!
The area of town that is host to the Breckenridge Brewery is known as “LoDo”, or Lower Downtown. It’s an historical district, also known as the ballpark district. The brewery is right down the street from Coors Field where the Colorado Rockies play. I love baseball (I believe I have mentioned this before). I used to adore the Dodgers, but fell out of adoration with them in the 90′s. I tried to fall in love with the Anaheim Angels, and things were going sort of okay, but then they became the Los Angeles Angels, which, even removing the absolute redundancy of the name from the equation, was just wrong. End of that fledgling relationship! And then I moved to Colorado. I wondered if I could become a Rockies fan. Well, after seeing the Rockies “house”, I think I could very well do so. I drove past Coors Field the last time I was up in Denver and I wanted to explore it further by walking all the way around the stadium. Of course that took us into a couple of restricted access areas, but despite passing a number of empty security vehicles, we were successful without even being approached.
What a great stadium and wonderful location for it. On the 20th street side there was a pedestrian walkway which brought you through an archway of sorts. The supports had a collection of “ball” tiles on the fronts and backs. Here’s one of the panels:
One day I’ll go back and try to individually photograph each and every tile in these columns. Some are mighty clever. Here are a couple of my favorites:
Through the archway and a there’s a perfect “out in left field” gate upon which to take a foot picture, which of course, we did.
In the process of meandering around town, and laughing hysterically at this and that, we passed by a number of buildings which had either been, or were being converted into lofts and condos. Of course, with my love of 1) cities, 2) buildings, and 3) real estate, my heart was pretty much palpitating. There was one small row of loft-type spaces in particular that caught both of our attentions. The units were three stories tall, and on the backsides there were balconies off the second and third floor. Rising from the third floor balcony was a spiral staircase leading to rooftop terraces. From those rooftops I bet you could see the entire downtown skyline as well as Coor’s Field. And I bet you could easily hear the roar of a baseball crowd from there, too. I was imagining being up there on a hot and sticky summer day basking in the fierce high altitude sun and BBQ’ing with friends while hearing the crack of bat on ball. Perfection.
I have longed to buy a property in a city center for decades now. Chicago has always been my city of choice for this, and Dublin would be pretty amazing, too, as would London. An apartment in Syracuse, Sicily or Kinsale, Ireland has been a dream floating around my head. I even looked at lofts in Los Angeles which were pretty spectacular, but after being in this area of Denver, I think Denver could suit me nicely! Pipe dreams!!
Near the end of our LoDo traipse, we crossed a street only to be faced with the biggest set of doors I’ve ever seen that weren’t at the front of an old European church! Here’s Abner being dwarfed by the doors:
Thanks for another fun day just hanging around, Abner! Let’s do it again soon.