Pikes Peak Highway. 14,114 feet. All reachable by bike.
Rock landscapes that should be on the moon. All observed with my own two eyes.
What they say is true, you know.
What goes up, must come down. And that's the best part. At least according to this tall girl.
Some adventures are closer to home than others. The one above is 20 minutes from home up an old gold mining road. I am that lucky.
And today's reminder? We're back in fire season. This is what's left from the Waldo Canyon fire. Tomorrow - more adventures through burn areas.