Friday, June 6, 2014

DAY 18 JUNE 6 ANNIVERSARY OF D-DAY

One of the bucket list goals: Ride the highest paved road in North America.
Cross that one off the list!

The lady at the entrance said to watch out for a "few" potholes, I'm guessing they have a different definition of a few. Sign at the bottom said the temperature at the top was 37 not including the considerable windchill factor. I believe that by the time we reached the top it had warmed to at least 38, not including the windchill factor.

Left this morning and got on I-80 to Cheyenne where we turned south on I-25 towards Denver.Wyoming has beautiful wide open highways where you can see for miles in every direction, wide open plains with snow capped mountains in the distance.

After crossing into Colorado on I-25 you definitely notice the two different halves of the state. To the east is wide open plains and farm land, to the west the snow capped Rockies.We went around Denver to lunch in Idaho Springs before heading up Mt Evans.

 Evans was a very narrow roadway with no guardrails and numerous hairpin turns and once above the treeline several hundred foot drops. Many of the turns were too narrow for a vehicle in both directions and all the cars we encountered where very polite and got out of our way. Will post some pictures of the top of the mountain.

Eventually headed south through the country side to Salida CO and called it a night.







1 comment:

Krys said...

Sounds nice! Long day yesterday. I think families can be more exhausting than patients. Just heard this song on the radio:

If you had something to say
You'd write it on a piece of paper
Then you put a stamp on it
And they'd get it three days later
Boys would call the girls
And girls would turn them down
Staying married was the only way to work your problems out

Hey what ever happened to waiting your turn
Doing it all by hand, cause when everything is handed to you
It's only worth as much as the time put in
It all just seems so good the way we had it
Back before everything became automatic
-Miranda Lambert

Time to come home...