Sixty Five years and two days old, I have made it to medicare. There were times when that was a very unlikely prospect, so, Thank you God, and those of you who put up with me.
Unbelievable, the change from New Mexico (The land of enchantment?) to the Rocky Mountain High of Colorado. From the border it has progressively gotten greener and prettier, at 8,000' we saw the magnificent Treasure Falls, 105' of straight vertical drop, rippling white against the dark green background of lush foliage. Farther up Hwy 160 we reach the summit of Wolf Creek Pass, at 10,000' it was all about skiing, in fact there was quite a bit of the white fluffy stuff. We would have stopped for snowballs if I were 25, not!
We are at our destination for the week, Mountain Views Resort is on the Rio Grande River (yes, we are still in Colorado), set in a small valley between snow capped mountains, as if we were in a bowl, and this is at over 9,000', Wow, this is Colorado!
The fires from Arizona have filled the skies with smoke, eliminating any long photo shots, hopefully it will improve before we leave. We also hope that the winds that plagued us the entire trip will soon die down, at 30 to 50 miles an hour they are disconcerting to say the least.