Good Evening from Aspen Colorado! I am thrilled to be here if only that means that I survived driving across Independence Pass. 12,000 + feet.....above the tree line. It wouldn't have been so bad if what went up didn't have to come back down. And wouldn't be even as bad as than if not for the bleepity-bleeping idiot in the BMW tailgating me all the way down into Aspen. But alas, I am here.
I was a little sad to leave the corn of Nebraska behind. I shed a tear as I crossed the border into Colorado...and it seemed forever before the mountains finally started to fill the horizon.
It was a very amazing trip across the mountains. I'm sad to report that I didn't see much in the way of wildlife. But the views and vistas were incredible. I saw several old broken down gold mine thingamabobs set up over the cricks and even a few old broken mine shafts as well. I believe last year I said that I would bring along a gold pan, and again, didn't. It's too bad, because there must be, must be, must be gold in them thar hills.
I promise I will post a few photos before I go to bed, but I noticed that The Innsbruck of Aspen has bathtubs with jets for weary ski bunnies....and me.
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