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We came into Breckenridge during the International Snow Sculpture Championships.
Snow and ice on the creek through town.
Heather and her mom on one of the bridges over the creek.
The old (maybe replica) mining dredge in the middle of the little pond. It is a restaurant.
A little ice castle.
At the bigger ice palace.
At the snow sculpture contest.
Heather made a friend.
After failing at driving over Boreas Pass, we went back into Breckenridge for a snack and a stroll.
We had the bad idea of each buying a cookie at this fine establishment. The sugar comas afterward took us quite some time to overcome.
Snow blowing off the summit of one of the nearby peaks.
My car had snow packed into the wheel wells from our attempt on Boreas Pass.
