It's late and I'm tired so this will be short. Much of the day spent on I-25 either riding or standing on the side of the road, read Ken's Daily Monitor if you haven't already.
I will tell you about the start of the day instead. Headed down route 34 which is another of those spectacular Colorado roads. As soon as we left Estes we were in a deep ravine with thick pine tree covered slops rising on either side of us. The road twists and turns following a river back and forth for mile after mile, the morning sun causing the trees to cast shadows like dark stripes across the road. The river was busy with fisherman and a few early morning kayaks getting ready for the day. Then suddenly we were in a rocky canyon with cliffs on both sides of the river and us before suddenly rounding a corner and finding ourselves at a traffic light in Loveland Colorado.
But the Colorado rocky mountain high
I've seen it rainin' fire in the sky
The shadow from the starlight is softer than a lullabye
Rocky mountain high
He climbed cathedral mountains, he saw silver clouds below
He saw everything as far as you can see
And they say that he got crazy once and he tried to touch the sun
And he lost a friend but kept his memory
John Denver
I can't believe how quickly you can go from the feeling of: it's just us in the universe, to the big city, truly amazing.
Glad to be in for the night, glad the motel has a bar on premises, glad the waitress at dinner was tolerant with a good sense of humor.
Good Night
Friday, June 1, 2012
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Glad you're tucked for the night!
Good Night xoxoxo
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