I find myself on a pathway now to both a known and unknown destination. Some of it looks familiar, even underneath the changes that time has wrought. The buildings, the roadways, the people, even my reflection have a slightly different look, but it is still the same underneath. If Ranger Rick, my ancient pick-em-up truck agrees, today I will continue the sojourn. Next stop – Las Vegas and my Aunt and Uncle. More reports from the road to come…
Webcam shots from Rocky Mountain National Park. When we got to the top of Trail Ridge Road, the temp was 53 degrees and people were throwing snowballs made from glacial snow that was probably a million years old or more. Let’s hear it for recycling.
One Lane dirt road up to the Continental Divide
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Bob and I being impressed with technology....Ooooooooh.....