We knew we were going to rest up in Colorado and Russ without batting an eye let us spend another night at his place. In a gesture of the highest hospitality we've recieved on the trip he offered up his car for the day to go sight seeing and we took off for what has to the most epic drive in America. An important story detail: the car is a porche convertible able to go 0 to 60 in the time it took to read this sentence.
We took i70 into the mountains up to winter park, then headed north continuing on to Grand Lake, where we stopped for a bite to eat. We contined up through Rocky Mountain National Park, on to Estes park then back to down to Boulder, finally returning to Denver after 6 hours of driving.
The one lane roads, often without a guard rail, switched back up the mountians, summitting snow capped peaks with vast canyons below. We saw Elk roaming the open fields, unperturped by the small stream of traffic. We summitted peaks reaching up past 12,000 feet, the highest altitude I've achieved while not airborne. About 3 hours into our trip I realized it would have taken us 3 days to cover the same ground by bicycle. As we came down the mountains into boulder canyon the rocks turned into a beautiful redish brown.
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