The drop-offs on the the side of the passes traveling through Vale, Breckenridge, and Georgetown, Colorado gave me a whole new respect for gravity. I don’t know the height at the summit, but I certainly appreciate the literal perspective of “high” in John Denver’s “Rocky Mountain High.”
Last evening my goal had been to reach Sterling, Colorado. However, there was a Melon Festival going on (I’m not kidding) so there was “no room at the inn,” so to speak. I continued on to Ogallala, Nebraska (southwestern corner). At dinner I was surrounded by what looked like a sea of cowboy hats and was referred to as “Ma’am,” “Little lady,” and “Hon.”
To say that I’m having a complete and total blast would be an understatement. I’m heading out shortly and will post again in the morning.
“Whatever you are not changing, you are choosing.”
— Laurie Buchanan
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