Day 2 in Colorado was a Saturday – we started our day off by heading to Colorado Springs and “Garden of the Gods”. A most accurate name to be sure – it was amazing…..
While at the visitors center I saw the information for the Royal Gorge – so we headed that direction – only to find out that a fire in June had wiped out the park – however the bridge was saved. The park was mostly closed, but they had built an access road that would allow visitors to at least see the bridge – the gnats were just down right awful when we got out (clue number one would’ve been that the park ranger had been sitting in his car with a beekeepers helmet on, the car was not running – it was just how he was escaping these gnats). Hubby told me to “get your picture” and let’s get away from these bugs. So here is the bridge – we will be back when it opens again in the future and we thank all the fire fighters across the US that are fighting horrific fires this year, saving lives, homes and national treasures.
From here we headed back to Canon City for sustenance, we chose Michaels it was a delight then we were off to visit the Abbey and check out the winery!
Now when you are on vacation it is common place to take a different route home than the one you arrived by – I am the co-pilot and I saw a road Hwy 67 aka Phantom Canyon Road would take us right back to Denver. Well this is where the asphalt ends and you are now following the Narrow Gauge Railway that hauled gold down from Cripple Creek and neighboring towns. This road was narrow (duh) and a had the washboard effect at times but all and all a trip well worth the effort. Just in case you are not inclined to make the trip yourself I took a few photos to share (imagine that!)
Say what you will about mining – but we all require it. We ride bikes, we drive cars, we heat our homes….. Yes over the last 200 years we have learned how to do it better, safer, cleaner and that is a good thing.
This blog post is from one of our days in Colorado – I look back and wonder how we survived this trip, we still have Pikes Peak, a great visit with my niece and her leading man, Leadville (where my great-grandfather lived in the 1880’s) and THE CONCERT to cover!