cruisin' out of Breckenridge, CO late one night on my way to Colorado Springs to see my girlfriend. I was in a clapped out 70's Ford van with a lousy heater and an 8 track on the dash crankin' "Whipping Post." Coming down Hoosier pass into Alma, CO (world's highest incorporated town!) @ over 10,000 ft I emerged into South Park...yes, that South Park...flat and cold on that winter night. It was so clear and the moon was so bright that I could drive without headlights. Buffalo Peaks on my right and Mt Silverheels on my left. Funny how some isolated moments stick with a person. No particular reason, everything just seemed so apropos. Couple of doobies and a Molson's. "Tie me to the whippin' post..."
I'm a blues fan but the Allman Bros band was just sorta on the periphery of my interest. Pretty hard to escape in those days if one was a partier or pub crawler. Gawd, I remember hearing Rambling Man on the juke at the Catalpa Grove Tavern 'til it nearly set my teeth on edge. I did like Greg's blues voice tho. I probably have a greater appreciation for the band these days than I did then. I still pull 'em up on You Tube every now and then. One Way Out is all time great. Smooth sailing, Dicky...
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