After a pretty mundane night in Colby, today was the push to Fraser. The drive was pretty uneventful, but it contained my first view of the Rockies!

I stopped at a rest area — somewhere — and could see them peeking at me. And the closer I got to Denver, the bigger they got. While driving through Denver was a mess, the promise of the Rockies spurred me on.

And when I made the break off I-70 to cut toward Fraser, I finally got to see the splendor of the Rockies, close up. And oddly enough, as I was climbing toward the pass, I was passed by a black Tahoe that started honking at me. It was Warren! He’d been making the drive to their condo, and found me along the road. Pretty cool.

I got to the condo, got settled in, and went four wheeling with Warren for a couple of hours. Pretty cool, and gave me some real ideas about places to go shooting.

I think I’m gonna like me stay up here!