The High Plains cover the eastern state. Although the ground seems flat and reaches out to the horizon as far as the eye can see, we realized that we were gradually climbing toward Denver.
And as we approached Denver, snowy peaks lined up behind the city. The city itself ilooks shabby next to those majestic mountains.
The interstate took us straight through the city and into the foothills beyond.
After lunch we entered a snowy world with tall pines marching up the hills and glaciers gleaming in the distance.
We crossed the Vail Pass at over 10,000 feet. We were in famous ski country, and passed many communities of ski lodges and town houses. Vail was the most surprising because of the faux Alpine village architecture that took the idea of a replica to new levels.
The road began to straighten out after Vail and it seemed like the hardest driving was behind us. We began to see rivers, first the Eagle and eventually the famous Colorado. Golden cottonwood trees lined the banks and breathtaking cliffs rose on either side as the road wound along the river.
When we finally made it to Utah, we were almost relieved as the sky turned gray and the desert rocks spread out on either side.
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