Colorado is the land of extremes. The eastern portion is very flat, featureless and sparsely populated.
(...not the kind of place that you want to hear a fuel alarm for a big diesel truck...)
A few miles west of Loveland is the road that twists up Big Thompson canyon toward Estes Park (Meg's favorite place on Earth).
Estes Park is a tiny little town that is nestled in a mountain glade. A few miles out of town is Rocky Mountain National Park.
It's difficult to catch the sense of scale and magnitude of the mountains with a 2 dimensional picture.
Soon, we saw our first Elk.
Then, we saw many, many more Elk.
There are coyotes, bears, moose and many more types of animals in the park. This Magpie was very curious about us, and came in quite close.
We took Trail Ridge road up to about 12,000 feet in elevation. The top portion of the road was still impassable in the last week of May because of snow drifts.
...back in Loveland...too bad that we didn't know about these guys last month when we were dealing with Meg's bears.
(all photos copyright Meg White)
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