Post-Trip Bombardment
Due to popular demand, I, who have as of 5 minutes ago never written in this blog, have managed to scan all the drawings I made on the trip, and therefore will now share them. If I can figure this out…
- Natural Bridge, VA
- Diana, Biltmore
Lakeside Cafe, AK
Arkansas border
El Alamo, San Antonio
Mission Concepcion
Hamilton Pool
Hamilton Pool
Grand Canyon (brownie points to whoever finds El)
Grand Canyon, Overlook
Grand Canyon, Bright Angel Point
KOA kampground, CO
Balcony House, North Plaza
Balcony House, South Plaza
Landscape Arch
Double 'O' Arch
Doublt 'O' Arch, looking north
August 7 – UC in Boulder, and Kansas!
Sarah had this day booked for college visited. We visited University of Colorado in Boulder!
(I sat in a coffee shop and blogged for HOURS. I frequently look like this, too.)
Then we had lunch at California Pizza Kitchen, where we’d tried to go the night before.
Then we all piled back in the van and left town. Here’s a terrible picture of Boulder:
And I finished my second pair of socks! Woo hoo!
Here’s a bad picture of Denver:
And then we entered Kansas.
Kansas was pretty nice! Not as flat as we all expected (but still flat). Rather pretty. Nice weather. Big sky.
Although, give me one good reason these clouds are so freaking low. What the heck?!
Kansas has corn.
And silos.
In the evening, we found a place to camp (sexy, I know),
and watched the shadows get longer and longer as the sun set.
Very pretty.
August 6 – Wyoming
We left Yellowstone early this morning, in an attempt to get to Boulder, Colorado, before night.
We were delayed temporarily by this herd of elk.
So anyway, there we were, driving through Wyoming.
Which, actually, is surprisingly pretty in the northwest region (and through most of it, really).
We are still in the place of the huge vast sky.
Dad loves Wyoming.
I took a lot of pictures from the front seat.
We hit traffic and major construction in the Grand Tetons National Park, which was surprising, so for three or four hours we were only going about 35mph (or none at all).
There really isn’t much to say. We drove and drove. We bought gas and coffee. We drove some more.
Then, suddenly, visible even on the map, the landscape changed.
Mountainous on one side, dry and desert on the other.
There was a wind farm.
In Dubois, I visited a yarn store!
As we reached the Wyoming/Colorado border south of Chyenne, we hit rain.
This was the first rain we experienced since Asheville, North Carolina, twenty eight [28] days ago. Exactly. We saw plenty of rain off in the distance, moving past us over the desert, but this was the first we’d actually been in. Crazy.
We got to Boulder late, around 8:30 PM, checked into a hotel, scraped the uhaul on the underside of a thing, had dinner at a seriously amazingly good Thai restaurant near the hotel, and went to bed.
