We Don't Need No Stinkin' Jack-in-the-box!

Ever seen one of these? Of course you have. If you grew up some time in the 70's or 80's you might even remember this exact one. Funny thing about Jack-in-the-Box is that: Some people love'em. Some people hate'em.

You know, you turn the handle, it plays a little tune and at some point, the scary little clown comes popping up sending an adrenaline rush through your entire body.

Well, in Colorado, at altitude, we don't need no stinkin' Jack-in-the-Boxes, 'cause we got PILLSBURY!!

Those impossible cans of yumminess. Ok, so just like a Jack, you hold on to the paper handle, turn the can and although there may not be any music, the scary little biscuits come popping out with a mini explosion, sending an adrenaline rush through your entire body.

Guess what? That has not once happened to me at Sea Level. I'm waiting. I'm waiting, and NO POP!

I've had to take matters into my own hands. Looks something like this:

After you hold the foil-icious paper and twist the can, lay it on the cutting board and give the seam a whack with a wooden spoon...problem solved with control.

Next time you are out west, go to the mountains and go big with your adrenaline rushes: Pillsbury!

Sailing at high elevation!

Grand Lake, Colorado

• Largest and deepest natural lake in Colorado {image}
• Headwaters of the Colorado River
• Near South Entrance of Rocky Mountain National Park
• Host to the highest elevation Yacht Club in the USA (8,369 feet): Grand Lake Yacht Club.

Check out the Yacht Club's interesting history

About 35 years ago, I learned to sail on Grand Lake. I pretty much had forgotten all about it until we moved to South Florida, and I met many people who call sailing their passion or past time. {image}

I chuckled at the remembrance of the day I was to take the test to pass the basic sailing course although it wasn't funny at the time. The wind was fierce, harder than it had been any day we had taken lessons. Imagine water that is deep, dark and cold, and wind beyond my abilities...but our instructor said we couldn't reschedule, so...

I sat on the beach, readying my craft, watching my brother sail his boat around the course. In a torrent of wind, he capsized!

OK! Not happy! That was my brother out there and I was kind of freaking out.

He manage to get her up, get in and complete the course. He was safe although a little rattled.

I, however, was DONE!!

See, the day we learned how to get our boats up from being capsized...I couldn't. I tried and tried. I was just too little and that darn boat was too big. So there was nothing in the world that was going to get me out there on that day.

So I bailed {pun intended} and hadn't been on another sailboat until our visit in the Spring. {That was pure delight.}

So, do you sail? Do you know the verbiage? Check out this Lingo test and see how you do! (It's good for a chuckle.)

Until next time, Eli