Chet Works the Trade Show

While I am having a blast traveling the stunning colorful fall bike path and exploring the small mountain town of Frisco, CO, my dear husband Chet is working his heart out at the Rocky Mountain Region Promotional Products (RMRPPR) tradeshow. (I will have to say, I worked my job as book project manager for Good Catch Publishing on my laptop in the condo until late lunch time.)

He bought a box lunch for both of us, so I snuck over around 1 p.m. and sat with him for a while, munching while Chet helped customers.

Chet is a manufacturer sales rep in four states – Colorado, Utah, New Mexico and Arizona – for several lines of sporting apparel. The two lines he was showing here were his top-producing line, Holloway (whose corporate office is in Ohio) and the fast up-and-coming fun line, Boxercraft.

Although it is hard to trace product sales to a specific show or road trip, Chet felt really good about this one: he said he got to talk to a number of people interested in the apparel.

It’s a wonder I actually got Chet to pose for a photo – and SMILE!!!

Hiking in Copper Mountain, Part 1

Chet and I hiked along the beautiful Gore Mountain Range on Monday! It was a perfect, cool day, in the 60s, with the sun warming us at an altitude of almost 10,000 feet.

Why are we here in Copper Mountain? It is Chet’s annual Rocky Mountain Region Promotional Products (RMRPP) show, where he brings his Holloway and Boxercraft wares to show to distributers. (He’s a manufacturer’s rep for several lines of sporting apparel.) And Chet invited me to come with him.

He made reservations for us to stay three nights at the Passage Point condos. Since we are in the off-season – between summer vacations and winter skiing, and just before  the full-fledge colorful burst of the Rocky Mountain fall colors, it is almost deserted here. Only four restaurants are open in the entire village.

The RMRPPR show itself would run only 1 1/2 days – half a day for set-up, Monday afternoon, and all day Tuesday. Because Chet and I had some extra time Monday morning, we decided to go for a hike.

The trail ran along I-70. As we crunched along the gravel path, a cool breeze tickled our long sleeve shirts. To our left were small shallow ponds. The aspen trees nestled among the pines were hinting at changing color; most were green with flashes of gold.

 

 

 

 

 

The photos speak for themselves, wouldn’t you say?

While walking along the path, we encountered an interesting character. In the next post I will TELL ALL!