
Back in 1904, Katharine Lee Bates saw this beautiful mountain and was inspired to write a song you may have heard of.. "America The Beautiful." (I stole this picture from hubby.)

The road we took went up as high as 11,300 feet.. and every foot of it was turning this way or that, horseshoe curves, etc. with the speed limit being a very generous 35 MPH. It took almost three hours to only go about 85 miles. I was driving that leg and didn't take any pictures. I pulled over a few times so hubby could though, and he will be posting his pictures soon on Mike's Place.
It was late by the time we hit Grand Junction and even though we were within spitting distance of Utah (a state hubby hasn't been to yet) we decided to scrap the plans for going there and head back home instead. We went through Denver around midnight.
Of course we didn't go straight home. But you'll read about that next time.
5 comments:
Not scared of heights then?
The trips you two take are so awesome! I'm so glad you had such a great time. Just remember next time - I don't have caller ID hehe
Ooh - nice pics. It looks like you had a great trip.
I had the hardest time crossing that bleeping bridge!! I don't necessarily have a fear of heights, I have a fear of being high up & I was clutching onto Poor Hubby the whole way across!
I would have been covering my eyes over the bridge. I did manage the trip up Pikes Peak on the cog railway as a teen though.
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