We drove into Suncadia in the dark. No lights at all or very few and roads and courts going everywhere. Where do we go? The frustration was setting in and then we found the lodge. We checked in and asked where the address Michel gave us was. They did not know how to get there. WHAT? I guess the house they were staying in was in the Suncadia area but not rented out by Suncadia. Finally, the manager gave us some directions and the good ol' GPS got us there. It was a stressful drive of turning and backing up turning again but we made it. We spent some time with the Gleasons and then headed back to our room. This is what we woke up to in the morning. Gorgeous! We didn't even know this was here. So nice and beautiful with golfing, bike riding, fishing, hiking, river rafting and more. God's masterpiece. I feel a peace in areas like this. So obvious God has his hand in this and is there with us!
This is a magnet for Mike and I followed of course. While we were getting ice cream a local person told us a couple of things we didn't know about the bar called the BRICK. That is where we had just come from.
That was the end of the evening for us. The next morning before heading to Michel and Steve's place we went back to Roslyn. It was very close. Look! A Saint's fan!