August 16 – Estes Park, Colorado

Today we left Wyoming en route to our final destination: Boulder, Colorado. On the way, we saw a herd of buffalo that must be kept buffalo, because you just don’t see this sheer quantity of buffalo anymore, running free.

Then we saw a train coming over the hill, hauling six million coal cars.

Then we entered Colorado.

We drove to Estes Park, Colorado, which is north of Boulder and Denver, on the edge of Rocky Mountain National Park. One of the fun family-bonding activities we discussed was horseback riding, so we went ahead and did that.

We went for a lovely hour-long ride with a guide and another family or so.

This is Forrest, my mighty steed.

Off we go!

It rained off and on, but it was only a sprinkling while we were on the ride, and the sky was beautiful.

We wandered the trails in single-file fashion and looked at nature, and experienced horses. It was lovely.

Dad made a friend.

After our ride was over, we went back into Estes Park for a little touristing and eating. I found a yarn store! Neota Designs:

It was cute: small, but full of her own handpainted yarn, as well as weaving material and woven goods. And she was lovely to talk to.

Then we headed off south, to Denver, to stay with the Zellers for the night.

Tomorrow (9/17), a jaunt around Boulder, and some Orientation check-in.