We camped in Rocky Mountain National Park last night. These mountains are incredible. Check out some pictures here. I am awed by the lyrics of John Denver’s, “Rocky Mountain High,” which I listened to today while driving through the mountains.
He was born in the summer of his 27th year
Comin’ home to a place he’d never been before
He left yesterday behind him, you might say he was born again
You might say he found a key for every door
This is the summer of my 27th year, and I have never been here before. I wonder if I will find a key for every door.
On our drive through the Rockies today, we climbed to over 2 miles high. That is over 11,000 feet! I believe that is the highest I have ever driven. I stopped the van by a river earlier and climbed up to a cliff. It was beautiful. I’d like to come back here and explore these mountains a lot more.
We’ve been having van trouble lately. The battery is not holding a charge. We had to be jump started twice today. The first time was no problem. I found a really cool guy in the campsite and he gave us a jump. The second time we were parked on the side of the road for a few minutes when the van wouldn’t start. I made a sign that read, “NEED A JUMP,” and it only took a minute before someone pulled over to help. Looks like we need a new battery. Care to chip in to help out with this extra expense? (You can do so online here.)
We are on our way to Telluride, Colorado now. I stopped in a hotel parking lot to syphon some WIFI and write this post for you.
P.S. Boston Pride was today. I’m bummed that I missed my first Pride in years, but I’m happy that so many of my friends were able to go and enjoy the parade. Shout out to Join The Impact MA, a group I co-chair, for marching in the parade!