August 9, 2008
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We're home from the mighty Rockies,
back to our sweet old Ozarks hills.
I want to share some of my favorite photos
from our trip to Colorado with you....On the trip out... a windfarm in Kansas...
and Kansas grainbins...
Our first day in Boulder, we made a trek to Estes Park and up to the Ridge Trail in the Rockies west of Boulder...we got to 12,000 feet, and the temperature dropped from 90 to 52!
The view was literally breath-taking! The altitude made it hard to walk up just a little hill to this overlook.
I wish you could FEEL the air....crisp and fresh and sharp, just delightful.
Back on the Boulder Plain, we enjoyed several walking treks through the Pearl Street Mall, a pedestrian mall full of restaurants, bookstores and street entertainers....we enjoyed it by night and by day...
This panhandler's sign said, "Fishing for Love"...
I loved this quote on the outside of a bookstore...
A KITE store!
The next day was the best one of the week....we drove down to Red Rocks, the natural amphitheater with perfect acoustics, crafted by the CCC back during the Depression. Bands from the Beatles to the Grateful Dead have performed there over the years....
That night, back in Boulder, the three of us went to see Doyle's favorite Texas singer, Robert Earl Keen, at the neat old Boulder Theater...we all had a ball. Sceptical at first, Alex even ended up LOVING the music!
On Wednesday, we drove into Denver and went to the famous Natural History Museum...it was fun getting a taste of the Denver skyline....
Mile-High Stadium...
Celia and Alex with T-Rex...
Our last day, the three of us took a drive up to the quaint little mountain town Nederlands ("Ned") to eat lunch, and on the way took a detour up Sugarloaf Mountain, where we ended up going on a hike up a gorgeous trail....the air was scented with pinon, the aspen leaves were rattling in the cool wind...it was a walk I'll never forget.
Aspen leaves against the sky...
Columbine ...
It was a trip I'll never forget - a time of bonding with my husband and my precious firstborn son, whom I hadn't seen in a year - a chance to get to see where Alex lives and works, and meet his friends - and a time to explore one of the loveliest part of God's great green world. I have to confess, as much as I love our soft, sweet Ozarks - I left a little bit of my heart behind in the Rocky Mountains.
Comments (6)
Fantastic tour! I loved it. What great views -- outstanding! And welcome back, friend.
I really enjoyed your photos... I think I would love that kite shop. Windy here today, and we saw a young dad and his little son flying SuperKite on the green. It's just a happy thing to do!
Such a wonderful trip! So glad that it turned out so well. Now that you've left a little piece of your heart out there, that only means you'll have to return again and again....NOT a bad thing! Love the pictures....I can feel cooler just seeing them.
Now you know what John Denver means when he sings "Rocky Mountain High."
Pictures look better on xanga than they do on facebook, don't they? Great shots!
What a lovely trip you had! And such lovely photos to share. I fully understand about your affair with Colorado; I really loved living there. I was also fortunate enough to hear John Denver in concert while we lived there; he put on a great performance never leaving the stage even though his back-up band took a break. None of this "I'm a prima donna star" stuff from him. I really miss his presence on the music scene.