Saturday, July 9
The search for oxygen in a can continues!
You may recall that the crew and I were in town a few days ago. The pharmacy people at Wal-Mart told me they were “all out” of cans of Boost oxygen. I’ve been told that sniffing oxygen from a can will help me — and possibly Bridget, too — make it through high altitude passes, of which there are many in central Colorado.
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Bridget, Reggie, and I board the Perfect Tow Vehicle and pull out of our camp at Kenney Flats.
Our first stop in Pagosa Springs is Tractor Supply.
“No, we don’t carry oxygen in a can. Try Wal-Mart.”
Before leaving Tractor Supply I purchase a small bag of grain-free kibble for the crew and then hurry outside. It’s going to be a hot day (high 80s) and I don’t know how much time The Great Oxygen Search will require.
Next stop is Ski & Bow Rack, a sporting goods store.
“Do you have oxygen in a can?”
When I ask that question I’m reminded of the old phone prank that was hilarious when in elementary school, “Do you have Prince Albert in a can?” . . . . “Well, let him out!”
A tall, slender man immediately offers to help me.
He looks around the shop for oxygen in a can, then excuses himself to check the back.
“No, we don’t have any,” he announces upon his return.
Another man speaks up from behind the register, “I think the company is having supply problems. I call them and . . . . ” He shrugs.
“You could try the Oxygen Bar,” Tall Slender Man suggests.
“The Oxygen Bar?”
“It’s behind City Market.” Seeing my confusion, he explains, “You sit down at a bar and pick out what flavor of oxygen you want.”
“You’re kidding me. Like a Starbucks of oxygen,” I remark.
He grins. “Yeah, that’s right! People who exercise go in there and take in oxygen and it peps them up.”
Our next stop is Wal-Mart.
As I fly by Pharmacy I see the lady I spoke with a few days ago.
“Did the Boost oxygen come in?” I ask hopefully.
“No, it hasn’t,” she replies. “Sorry.”
I sail up and down the aisles of Sporting Goods. No oxygen.
“Do you have oxygen in a can?” I ask the man in camo behind the counter.
“No, we’re all out. We can’t get it in. I’ve made several calls to the supplier. Maybe the Wal-Mart in Durango has it. I could order it for you.”
I thank him for the offer and decline.
“Well, gee. I come to Colorado to see your mountains and the altitude makes me sick.”
“Try The Outfitter store,” he suggests.
“Do you have oxygen in a can?”
“Yes, we do!” the lady at the register responds, lifting up a can of Boost proudly. “We have two cans left. A guy just came in and bought five cans.”
Twenty bucks and I’m the happy owner of 22 ounces of oxygen.
Yeah, I know it’s cheaper at Amazon: Boost Oxygen Natural Energy in a Can, 22 Ounce
At this point, I don’t care about price!
This can could turn out to be our ticket to the mountains of Colorado!
On the return to camp, I stop to grab this photo in order for you to see another option for “camping” in this area.
This is “Pagosa Springs RV Park and Cabins” on Route 84.
During our trip to town Reggie and Bridget weren’t given their usual walk-about. I didn’t want them to become overheated running around in the hot sun.
“I’m sorry, guys. Next time. I promise.”
Neither seems disappointed.
In fact, the crew doesn’t care about a walk-about. They’re interested in the tantalizing aroma emanating from one of the Wal-Mart bags.
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“Okay, okay, hold on, you’ll get your chicken. Let me take this photo first.”