On the return from the mountains, we decided to take the long way back to Denver, over Trail Ridge road and the continental divide, through Rocky Mountain National Park.
It's a stunning and vertiginous drive over what looks like the spine of the world, and I never tire of it. Mike's brother and family decided to follow us, so we all got to enjoy the spectacular views.
Q warming up with hearty chicken soup on the road after a pause to savor the panorama from the top.
Out in the wind. Even on the hottest summer day, the wind is biting at this dizzying altitude.
Chrissie and Holland watching herds of elk and tiny wildflowers on the moraine.
A camper on the road.
Entertaining herself with mommy's accessories.
On the far side of the ridge is Estes Park, a town where I used to attend Arabian horse shows during the summers of my childhood, so it holds a lot of history for me. Once down from the heights, the heat closed in again, and we decided to stop for icecream and cool off the girls.
And after icecream...
Mike got all of the girls kitty whiskers. Once shown the mirror, Q couldn't quite believe her own eyes. (That's tempera paint still on her neck from the morning's crafts. It was also all over her dress, in spite of the smock - we'll see if it comes out!)
Two kitties....
...and three. Are they not the cutest thing you've ever seen?
On the return from the mountains, we decided to take the long way back to Denver, over Trail Ridge road and the continental divide, through Rocky Mountain National Park.
It's a stunning and vertiginous drive over what looks like the spine of the world, and I never tire of it. Mike's brother and family decided to follow us, so we all got to enjoy the spectacular views.
Q warming up with hearty chicken soup on the road after a pause to savor the panorama from the top.
Out in the wind. Even on the hottest summer day, the wind is biting at this dizzying altitude.
Chrissie and Holland watching herds of elk and tiny wildflowers on the moraine.
A camper on the road.
Entertaining herself with mommy's accessories.
On the far side of the ridge is Estes Park, a town where I used to attend Arabian horse shows during the summers of my childhood, so it holds a lot of history for me. Once down from the heights, the heat closed in again, and we decided to stop for icecream and cool off the girls.
And after icecream...
Mike got all of the girls kitty whiskers. Once shown the mirror, Q couldn't quite believe her own eyes. (That's tempera paint still on her neck from the morning's crafts. It was also all over her dress, in spite of the smock - we'll see if it comes out!)
Two kitties....
...and three. Are they not the cutest thing you've ever seen?
9 comments:
i have soooo enjoyed all your photos from this reunion. really incredible.
These photos bring back so many fond memories. I worked at the YMCA of the Rockies in Estes Park in the early 90's. We took Trail Ridge Road over to SMR on the weekends to get away since we could stay there free. CO is calling my name.
Looks like wonderful memories made by your family.
Love it... wish Mike could handle heights... 9,000 ft is about as high as he can go... after that he cannot function at all... did like up Estes Park and enjoy the Stanley Hotel... I am jealous still... cannot wait to get to Colorado...
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