But up early this morning for a Rocky Mountain breakfast of bacon, eggs, sausage, toast, coffee and orange juice.
That is after we wiped the frost off the picnic table.....burr it's cold up here.
On the way she spots the cattle grazing around the cabins.
She looks over as if to say...hey, we gonna ride with them cows today...
We did, all day.
Heading out of the campground at the trailhead. Our destination today is over Tin
Cup Pass (elevation 12,400 feet) to Tin Cup and Saint Elmo...2 tiny little mountain towns.
Check back later for some awesome pics of this ride..it's supper time and the internet is super slow.....
Found this old cabin or what's left of it along the trail.
Appears other riders have left a few items for followers to look at. Best being the American Flag.
Also found a Christmas tree in the corner, a few coins embedded in the logs, etc.
This valley was used to raise cattle at one time. The old structures looked like cattle holding and loading areas.
Beautiful valley, just had to take a pic along the way.
Same valley from another angle.
Just can't capture the beauty in a picture. Oh, wait, I did capture Christine in this shot and she is a Beauty.
What a woman to put up with the places I take her,
We made it up the 10,000 foot level. This is Mirror Lake, a beautiful little mountain lake full of rainbow trout.
This shot is from the other side of the lake.
Met this guy fishing from his four-wheeler.....who needs a boat when you can sit on your machine and catch a string of rainbow trout.
And my adventurous woman looks up and says......Look, that looks like the top of the mountain, let's go up there.
So off we go, and it's easy to see where the Rocky Mountains got it's name.
Pebbles to Boulders all the way up.
The air is really thin up here but the machines are doing really good considering. I remember reaching 10,500 ft. on a Yamaha dirt bike in the High Sierras and the damn thing just quit running,
A great shot of Ma and Pa Chafton and their trusty companion Annie.
The longest married couple ever to reach the Continental Divide at Tin Cup Pass.
That's our story and we're sticking to it.
Of course we had a little help from our son Jimmy. He made us do it......him and his trusty companion Max,
The summit here on Tin Cup Pass is 12, 154 feet I think.
Enlarge the pic for details.
We arrived from this direction climbing out of that valley in the background,
By the way, Christine peee'd at the Continental Divide but she made sure it was on the Pacific side,,,
She will kill me.......
Heading back down the other side to find Tin Cup.
Got some clouds moving in, possibility of rain before we get back to camp.
We hung out there for an hour or so while Jimmy tried to shake off a migrain headache.
It wil be a tough ride back for him because we can't take the gravel roads. We have to go back the way we came...over the mountain
After downing our balogna sandwiches and shoving some Excedrin down Jimmy we wandered around looking for something to do,
While Alison had no problem finding something to do, she fed the squirrels and chipmonks some sunflower seeds while these little rodents climbed all over her.
She loves natures little pests.....
The scenery is beyond describable. Just a beautiful ride back to the camp site.
My wonderful wife has a roast in the crock pot just waiting for our return,
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