Saturday, July 26, 2014

I'm a Yellow Bellied Chicken

Friday

July 25, 2014 (5 months till Christmas!!)


Today started out with a visit to the Colorado Monument. It is not a statue or memorial. It is actually another mountain range/cliffs/ big canyons. We enjoyed our visit and our time there. I did not go to all of the viewing points. George got out at most of them. This land feature was carved out over millions of years by time and erosion. We went for  a rim walk around the top. It wasn't as bad as I thought it was going to be. We met another couple and walked along with them for a while. They must be world travelers. They said they sorta were from California but, I think their roots are not down anywhere. They are next headed to Singapore.

Next on the agenda was the Black Canyon of the Gunnison. It is a huge granite canyon that has been carved out by the Gunnison River. This canyon was different in the fact that the walls went straight down. If you fell off here, there was nothing to catch you or to grab on to. At our last stop on the loop tour, we saw two rock climbers going up the side of the canyon across from us. These are not the first ones we have encountered. There were some at Yosemite going up El Capitan but I couldn't see them. These two were wearing a white shirt and a red shirt. Easy to spot on a dark granite wall. Oh my gosh. The canyon wall is 2000 feet from top to bottom and they were in the middle. One was in the midst of pulling himself/herself up and the other one was  perched on a small ledge. These guys/gals certainly go with a different drummer than me. I can get my exhilaration from eating M&M's.

We then made our way to Grand Junction for the night. We had to pass through the Rocky Mountains. When we hit the pass we were at 11,400+ feet. We were looking down at the tops of trees. My brakes are working on the right side of the car and there are also some new finger/claw marks on the door handle.
We saw a lot of open range signs on the road. Watch out for them cows. We never did see any but, there were cow patties on the road so the sign is for real. Why did the cow cross the road? He followed the chicken....per George.

We passed by large cattle ranches along the way with lush green grass for the cows. It was a beautiful drive and a much needed and appreciated sight of green.

The drivers out here are insane. A motorcyclist went by us and about spun us around. We were only doing a paltry 70 MPH. More power to him. He was weaving in and out of cars and no helmet.

I'm such a wimp.









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