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... on road side till we came to a point where the trail ridge road itself was closed. Even though I was forewarned about the snow, I was a tad bit disappointed on not covering the entire stretch of that drive.
As we made our way back we took a detour to boulder and drove via the peak to peak highway, yet another a scenic driveway. No vehicles on the road meant that we could drive by slowly and enjoy the view. ...
... Mountain National Park, the jewel in the crown of our (Kathy and Larry’s) entire road trip.
The compression brake on our diesel truck pulling the trailer, brand name PacBrake, worked beautifully on our descent from the passes and I seldom needed to use the brakes for turns. We found the World Mark timeshare where Larry and Kathy were staying and discussed our plans for our stay in Granby. The four of us had ...
... out to be an ex-pat Kiwi who was living in Melbourne, Australia. We headed to a local shopping mall to pick up some more people before commencing our tour. The bus we were on was quite small and we only had about 11 of us on board which made the tour a bit more intimate. There was another Aussie girl on board from Perth so we had good representation from down under. We were joined by 3 ladies from Missouri, a deaf bloke from Arizona, a lady from South Africa and an ...
... our afternoon rambles we passed the University of Colorado and later in the day, The School of Mines, institutions that Jess's dad had attended and where he trained as a geologist. Then it was back into the car and off to Idaho Springs to meet up with Tim's cousin Stefanie whom he had last seen in 1997 as a young teenager. We had a lovely pizza dinner at a trendy pizza place called Beau Jo's and due to the slow delivery of our order, had plenty of time to catch up ...
... end to the other. We were too far above the grassland to hear the creek, but this was a good thing. In Poudre Canyon the roaring of the whitewater lulled us to sleep each night. It was a beautiful sound, but it was constantly there. Here was different. No sound at all. Only the occasional gust of wind gently rustling the trees. As we stood admiring the meadow, we could make out a heard of elk crossing into the ...