Noon-3 p.m. Saturday, downtown Manitou Springs, free (but not free parking); 685-5089, manitousprings.org
Poor Emma, still doing her bit to help keep Manitou weird - or so the T-shirts say. The lovely lass lived in the town in the late 1890s, when she was, like many then, trying to soak up high-altitude sun rays to fight off tuberculosis. If not the sun, how about Manitou Springs' healing waters? Alas, she died trying.
She was, she believed, one with Red Mountain, which looms over Manitou, and that's where she needed to be buried. Along came the railroad folks, who moved her coffin from its first location only to have a gullywasher slide her right back down the mountainside to town.
Now locals race their wacky versions of Emma's coffin up and down the main street, vying for prizes. It's silly and crazy and quite the spectacle, so come early to claim a curbside viewing spot. Details: 685-5089, manitousprings.org
Linda Navarro, 636-0374, email@example.com