It took a bit of effort to pull away from Zion and concentrate on the long drive to Colorado. Both Jen and I were completely blown away by the scale and beauty of the landscape. There is little doubt that we will spend an extended stretch in southern Utah at some point.
We drove up old 89 to see a bit more of the countryside. It is amazing that you can start the day in amber colors of Utah and end in the snow of Colorado.
Look at this, a picture of the mirror, wow, I bet you will see a few more.
Very special people. Just like us only more special.
That's the hitman. On this trip, I drank enough caffenine to kill all of the horses above.
The edge of Bryce Canyon.
Beauty from the I70
And some more.
Snows a melting, rivers a rising.
And finally a tunnel picture, now you can call this a complete trip.
If I wasn't such a mess of a cameraman, you would be able to read "Vail Pass 10,662 feet" and you would be impressed. Around this point, the magical snowflake popped up on the dash as the temperature dropped down to 3C. Even hardened Vermonters get a bit worried when rolling summer slicks in May snow.
Snow in the hills.
