you set my soul alight
We got back from Colorado on Monday night. The trip was full of boredom and glory. I would have posted this earlier, but LJ decided to do maintenance on Scrapbook in the middle of the post.
Nebraska is like Iowa, but flatter. And considerably more boring.
And out of nowhere... an ARCH.
Has a nifty flying horse on it though.
As we neared the end of Nebraska and the beginning of Colorado, there was an awesome sunset in front of us, and dark clouds and rain along both sides.
We tired out before we got close to Denver, so we stopped for the night at a little town called Brush. Brush has an interesting school mascot.
As we neared Denver, everything turned yellow, for miles.
Are those mountains?
Indeed, I think they are.
I was mesmerized by the cloud shadows on the slopes.
Avalanches?
Again... wow, the clouds and sunlight on the slopes.
We reached the dividing line.
Yup.
I was there.
There were lots of motorcycles on the road as we drove on.
And they were all heading to a veterans rally not too far away from where we were staying.
We finally reached the park. And this was the view from our front porch.
I went a little nuts about flowers.
Behind the cabin there was forest that was dying. The pine bark beetle had killed huge swaths of trees.
And some bright person had flicked a cigarette into the dry, dead trees.
Paul, in the midst of destruction.
We were apparently in the monsoon season and could see the rain coming in for miles.
The Supra got a bit of a bath.
It would clear out quickly and the skies were so clear and blue.
Sunset was particularly amazing, having lived in the middle of the Eastern forests most of my life.
Landscape with Supra.
I went on a hike around the fields in front of the cabin. That was about it for exercise for me at the high altitude.
There were more rugged-looking mountains in the distance.
There was some sort of old settlement that was slowly falling apart in the middle of the fields.
Last view of the mountains.
We headed out at night. There was a midnight stop at the viewpoint of the Continental Divide to gaze at the amazingly clear skies. I'd like to see more of the stars and dark night sky.
We stopped in Keenesburg for the night, which apparently has 500 happy people and a few soreheads.
The drive back was much like the drive there, except we stopped to swap out one wheel for the spare. Still, lots of very boring, flat, straight roads.
There's a close-up on that archway from the west side. Nice colors to the sides.
As we reached Lincoln, the sun sunk behind us.
And pure evil rose in front of us.
One does not simply drive a Supra into Mordor...
But even in the middle of darkness, there are rainbows.
And apparently the end of the rainbow is.... a tractor trailer.
We chased the storm all the way from Lincoln to Des Moines and it was purely amazing. It wasn't very photographic though. At least not from a car. It was like a 3 hour light show, purely for our benefit. Lightning chained above and through the clouds. It flashed and turned the whole world to daytime, with blue skies and green fields. It was amazing and just didn't stop. A very wonderful end to a great trip.
Now only if we had had more than a day and a half at the park and less driving time.
Nebraska is like Iowa, but flatter. And considerably more boring.
And out of nowhere... an ARCH.
Has a nifty flying horse on it though.
As we neared the end of Nebraska and the beginning of Colorado, there was an awesome sunset in front of us, and dark clouds and rain along both sides.
We tired out before we got close to Denver, so we stopped for the night at a little town called Brush. Brush has an interesting school mascot.
As we neared Denver, everything turned yellow, for miles.
Are those mountains?
Indeed, I think they are.
I was mesmerized by the cloud shadows on the slopes.
Avalanches?
Again... wow, the clouds and sunlight on the slopes.
We reached the dividing line.
Yup.
I was there.
There were lots of motorcycles on the road as we drove on.
And they were all heading to a veterans rally not too far away from where we were staying.
We finally reached the park. And this was the view from our front porch.
I went a little nuts about flowers.
Behind the cabin there was forest that was dying. The pine bark beetle had killed huge swaths of trees.
And some bright person had flicked a cigarette into the dry, dead trees.
Paul, in the midst of destruction.
We were apparently in the monsoon season and could see the rain coming in for miles.
The Supra got a bit of a bath.
It would clear out quickly and the skies were so clear and blue.
Sunset was particularly amazing, having lived in the middle of the Eastern forests most of my life.
Landscape with Supra.
I went on a hike around the fields in front of the cabin. That was about it for exercise for me at the high altitude.
There were more rugged-looking mountains in the distance.
There was some sort of old settlement that was slowly falling apart in the middle of the fields.
Last view of the mountains.
We headed out at night. There was a midnight stop at the viewpoint of the Continental Divide to gaze at the amazingly clear skies. I'd like to see more of the stars and dark night sky.
We stopped in Keenesburg for the night, which apparently has 500 happy people and a few soreheads.
The drive back was much like the drive there, except we stopped to swap out one wheel for the spare. Still, lots of very boring, flat, straight roads.
There's a close-up on that archway from the west side. Nice colors to the sides.
As we reached Lincoln, the sun sunk behind us.
And pure evil rose in front of us.
One does not simply drive a Supra into Mordor...
But even in the middle of darkness, there are rainbows.
And apparently the end of the rainbow is.... a tractor trailer.
We chased the storm all the way from Lincoln to Des Moines and it was purely amazing. It wasn't very photographic though. At least not from a car. It was like a 3 hour light show, purely for our benefit. Lightning chained above and through the clouds. It flashed and turned the whole world to daytime, with blue skies and green fields. It was amazing and just didn't stop. A very wonderful end to a great trip.
Now only if we had had more than a day and a half at the park and less driving time.