Back To The Real World

Well you will notice that I’ve done some house-keeping with the blog. I’ve changed the background color, the color of the text, added a button where you can now email me, and added a few new links:
1. Upcoming Movies,
2. Cody Lane (how did I not have his website on my site I do not know),
3. Dallas Mavs Message Board, and
4. Texas Tech football on Yahoo.

My goal is still to keep the interface clean, its just that with quite a few of the photos, the white sky really didn’t stand out against the white background, everything seemed to be washed out, out. I really do like the new look, but I don’t know that I’m completely done tinkering with the new look.

Ashley T. asked in the most recent comment how I was able to post so many pictures. The long and short of it is that there is a new internet browser called Flock. One of the interesting things about Flock is that you can access your Flickr photos while using the browser and you can publish a post from the browser as well. Thus, I can be on any page and still post to this blog. In addition to that publishing photos is as simple as dragging and dropping the photos onto my blog post created by Flock. It also allows you to pull over as many photos as your heart desires which is why there are so many pictures in the vacation posts. As I read over this, it sounds awfully confusing, however, it’s really very easy and I would be more than happy to show anyone and everyone how this is done.

I also need to respond to Duk, yes, I think that Cantstandya and I would love to venture to Oklahoma for Labor Day. I think it will be fun.

I also stumbled across a neat little website that lets me know when someone has left a comment. It doesn’t let me read the comment, but with all of these really long posts it can be a real drag as to when someone may have left a comment. If you have a blog then do not be afraid to use Commentful.

I still have a few comments to wrap up the vacation that I’ll try to get to in a post later in the week, but for the most part I think it’s back to business. As an aside, the picture above was taken at sunset, while Miranda was driving back from Breckenridge to our motel in Dillon. The sun was setting, and I put that tungsten filter on the photo and I think it looks amazing.

The Royal Gorge

Friday morning Miranda and I got up early and headed for Canon City, Colorado to see the Royal Gorge, the world’s highest suspension bridge. Because we made it there before their normal business hours, we were able to get into the park for the early bird special price of $14 per person instead of $21 per person. I know this would make some of you feel old, however, I was very excited as the prospect of saving money and not worried about being labeled something else.

When you first enter the park, there’s a really neat water-clock.

Here’s some history on the bridge.

This picture is looking off of a ledge about 15 feet away from the cliff. I was nervous.

Artsy picture of a tree.

A wide shot of the gorge.

The bridge was really incredible. The bridge is really just a bunch of small wires holding up and spanning this massive structure. What you walked on to go across was wood planks, nothing special. Some of them didn’t seem to be screwed into the structure itself.

The wires.

A shot of the gorge from the bridge.

It’s hard to explain how thin these wires are, they are no bigger than 10 or 12 gauge wire. Strength in numbers.

Most people walk across the bridge, however there were some individuals who drove across the bridge. Because it’s a suspension bridge it is susceptible to swaying and it is certainly a strange feeling.


A white buffalo.

What is up.

My wife and myself.

We were able to take this cart down to the bottom of the gorge, this is a picture going down.

The Arkansas River, which I believe is the same rive which flows through Tulsa, OK.

A view of the bridge from the river.

A view of the cart and tracks. It took 5 minutes to get to the bottom and 5 minutes to get to the top.


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Vail, Colorado

Miranda and I arrived in the Breckenridge area on Wednesday afternoon and we decided to go to Vail on Thursday morning.  Needless to say, Vail is perfect.  Too perfect.  There are all of these perfect shops with perfect shop owners and everyone appears to have lots of money, it was all just a little too perfect for my taste. 

We started by trying to hike a little on some of Vail’s mountain trails but we quickly realized that it wasn’t very much fun hiking on ski trails and so we abandoned our little trek about an hour or so into the trip.  The remaining pictures are from the town of Vail.  As an aside, my favorite picture is the one where the dog is sleeping in the storefront window.

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Leadville, Colorado

After hiking in Buena Vista we decided to head north towards Breckenridge and on the way was the quaint little town known as Leadville.  Leadville is the highest altitude town/city in the US and Miranda was quite taken with this little town.  She really like the antique shops and I hated them.  I will not tell you too much about this town, it is neat if you like antique shops and on the West wide of town, the mountains are very close (see the last picture).  The most interesting thing was a group of young vagrants who were walking barefoot in the city with their dogs.  I want to call them hippies, but I really don’t know if that’s accurate, they were young people, some of them shoeless and seemed happy who were hanging around the downtown area.  The only thing I really was worried about was the health of their puppy dogs and they all seemed to be in good care.  Good times.

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Cottonwood Pass and Ptarmigan Lake

On Tuesday afternoon Miranda and I drove to Buena Vista and Wednesday morning she and I got up early to do some hiking. Initially we drove 20 miles up the mountain to Cottonwood Pass, which lies on the continental divide. Of course everyone knows that the continental divide is the point where the watershed divides the Atlantic Ocean and the Pacific Ocean. After driving to the top and freezing our rears off, I took a couple of pictures and we drove down 5 miles to Ptarmigan Lake, which turned out to be a blessing.

At Ptarmigan Lake we were a little worried because we were the only ones who were there. Not being expert hikers, we thought that this 3.3 mile hike better be worth the trip, or rather, there better be a payoff, something spectacular at the top of this hike. At the end, we weren’t disappointed.

Please notice the 4 day beard and how awesome I look. This is me after the hike, but I thought that this better described what what we were about to climb.

This is the first and only river that we crossed, I thought that this would be the end result of what fed the lake that we were about to hike towards, but until we got to the top, we weren’t sure.

Parts of the climb was a bit rocky, if you were to look down this cliff face then you’d find a very steep and very jagged set of rocks.

I must say that I was very proud of my wife, she was wonderful and she really was excited to do this with me, in fact we both stated that this was something that we always wanted to do, but just never did.

Flowers on the trail.

There’s no filter here, just clear beautiful blue sky framed by pine trees. Beautiful.

My wife keeps moving forward.

This stream was near the top of where we ended up, up.

This was my wife and I as we reached the top of our little journey.

Miranda takes it in.

From what I recall, a flat portion on top of a mountain is called a park and this was a truly amazing view of the park at the top of the mountain, opposite of Ptarmigan Lake.

Blue filter, looking up at the sky and the sun.

Ptarmigan Lake.

This is the small snow drift/glacier that partially fed the lake.

The mountain side.

There was no doubt that this was our best day. Miranda and I had 20 minutes where we just sat and enjoyed the scenery, sitting on some rocks, basking in the sun, loving each other.

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Pike’s Peak

Tuesday morning Miranda and I drove to Manitou Springs, Colorado to make our way up to Pike’s Peak. There are a couple of ways to get up this mountain, the first is to drive, without guardrails, the second is to climb up and the third is to take a train. We opted for the train. It is a 3 hour round-trip and well worth the money, especially since it costs money to drive (I think $10 per person) and the wear and tear on the breaks on the way down the mountain.

Below is some info on the peak itself.

The scenery here is the inspiration for America the Beautiful.

This is a picture of the train and the worst part about the train is the obscured views.

One of the two stations close to the top of the mountain.

The following are a series of pictures from the peak. When we got there Miranda looked around for a few minutes and decided that it was so cold that she was going to go inside the gift shop.

Incredible views of the surrounding area.

I believe the furry creature is the yellow-bellied marmot.

At the top with my wife.

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Seven Falls – Part II

This is the elusive and very controversial Seven Falls. It really is amazing, and the height of it is really amazing as well.

Also, you can see, if you enlarge the picture, the stairwell that runs along the falls themselves. That’s the second set of stairs referred to in the previous post.

This is the second set of stairs.

This is the other view of Seven Falls.

The final view, looking down from the second set of stairs.

Seven Falls – Part I

After the Garden of the Gods we decided to go to Seven Falls.  For the life of me I cannot remember how much admission to this place was, but after it was all said and done, I didn’t think that it was worth the amount.  Seven Falls is a large cliff with, you guessed it, seven different falls.  More detailed pictures of the seven falls will follow in the next post.  The first decision a person is faced when arriving at Seven Falls is whether one should take the elevator or the stairs.  Being real troopers, we decided that we only live once and we should take the stairs, all 185 stairs.

After getting to the topo of the Eagle’s Nest we decided to make another climb along the stairway of Seven Falls that you’ll see in the next post.  Once again, big mistake as I believe that it was at least 250 stairs to the top.  At the top you could then take a trail to see Helen Hunt Jackson’s grave.  We didn’t know who the heck she was and so off we went.  Below is Miranda and myself along this trail.

Miranda really liked this sign and it is her request that this is posted.

I can’t remember where this was at, but it looks nice.

At the gravesite of Helen Hunt Jackson.

Miranda was without her shades, hence the disappointed face.


Above was taken at the top of the second set of stairs (to Helen Hunt Jackson’s grave.  It’s a long ways down.

These two photos were taken with the tungsten filter.  The photo below looks like it could have been taken at night, but it was taken during daylight hours.


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