We had a baseball game in the mountain town of Frisco on Tuesday night. It's high in the mountains, surrounded by spruce and lodge pole pine, with huge snowbanks on the hills around, and sitting right next to Dillon Reservoir. Kind of a neat place, with the contrasts of surrounding continental divide reaching up above the tree line and a sailboat-filled marina (For you non-mountain types, tree line is the point at which the carbon dioxide level gets too low for trees to grow. We get a lot of that in the Rockies.).
Anyway, we're driving through town and we see a sign:
LOL. What the heck? Dh was hoping some kid thought this up...