It really was that blue.
After spending the night in Denver (and after getting distracted by the cute little church and fun walking trail), we made it to the Rocky Mountain National Park. Yippee! I know you are rejoicing too. We were not sure if the road we wanted to travel would be open or not; according to the website it’s closed until May 31st because of snow and we were there on May 25th.
We got lucky and road was open, the day before it had been shut down and it just opened about 30 minutes before we got there.
As we went up, up, up, we ran into snow, and lots of it. Hope that mound doesn’t fall over on the car.
If I remember correctly, this was the highest point we were at, close to 14,000 feet. Dennis was affected by the altitude the most. He had a continual headache for most of our Colorado days. But considering we live at about 800 feet, I think we can easily get altitude sickness at 2,000’.
Just thought the rocks looked cool sticking out of the snow.
Curvy, narrow roads winding up.
Imagine the view if that pile of snow wasn’t there.
Oh yeah, that’s pretty. Even if the snow is way taller than the vehicles.
Uh-oh, I think he better watch out, that snow pile looks like it’s leaning.
And then we went back down. We didn’t stay up there very log, seems even sitting in the car it was difficult to breathe. Forget trying to hike.
What do I see there?
But these two Moose (mooses? Meeses? Meese?) were rather boring so we went on down the road and came upon some more.
Don’t you just want to bury your face in his ears?!
I’m not sure if he’d like it though.
Maybe the baby one would let you.
Isn’t he the cutest?! He is a miniature copy of his parents.
Guess his ear itched. I bet he heard us talking about how soft they looked.
A little further down the mountain.
And a little further. I would never have thought there were pelicans in the mountains.