October 5, 2013
No horses in these shots, just afternoon light in western Colorado when snow melts off mountains and other animals say hi as horses graze. Drive a little bit east and you wind up in caves. While it’s cold, it’s very quiet. Continue reading
October 4, 2013
I traveled to Denver for the 45th Division for Planetary Sciences conference in October, conveniently located three hours east of a dear friend of my mother. I drove west from the airport as the sun set and the haze around Denver gathered, darkening from a dusty rose to grey to black. I went over two mountain passes over 10,000 feet tall, feeling no ill effects as I adjusted to the altitude. Around the tunnels of Glenwood Canyon it began to rain, far better than snow for driving, but still exciting as the Jeep hydroplaned and lost traction on the highway. I continued onward and wound up in the tiny town of Silt, 97 miles from the Utah border with Colorado.