Friday, June 18, 2010

Cjo Friday

Courtney and I headed for Colorado Springs Friday to meet up with Dad for lunch at Rudy's and then spend the day at Garden of the Gods.


We knew our bigger hike was coming on Saturday, so we took it easy, driving the park, taking pictures, and then finally making the short hike up to the Siamese Twins. Even on a Saturday when the whole city seems to be in the park, Spring Loop pull-off 14 is largely overlooked, with easy access and parking every time.


A nice heart-raising climb gets you up to the view.




The cacti are in full summer bloom now, littering the meandering trails on the tops of the red rocks that we keep calling hills, despite knowing better.














Pike's Peak is looking diminished in its summer baldness in the distance.


The trees in the more open areas on the tops of the rocks are whipped so mercilessly by the winds, they create theses amazing shapes that bend back on themselves.


One of the most challenging shots, which I have yet to master, is that of the person in the window of the Siamese twins with Pike's Peak behind her. It may be that I don't own a sophisticated enough piece of equipment, but I think it's a better bet that it's user laziness.


The loop's descent offers a great fence line. I'm pretty sure we and every visitor we've taken here has posed at this exact point along it.

One surprise was the appearance of a small herd of bighorn sheep near the Central Garden's main parking lot, as evidenced by the number of Colorado-plates on vehicles parking in the bike lane along the road to snap a shot of them. I'm sure the bikers were displeased, but the photographers outnumbered them.




The Trading Post has a unique knack of being one of those shops that is simultaneously tourist tacky and ruggedly charming. The t-shirt I spotted as we wandered through, however, defied categorization.


Courtney was feeling the altitude today, so we paused to caffinate on the patio, which seemed to work wonders.




As we sat near the small stream fountain under the giant tree's shade, I was deeply grateful for my friends, as well as blue skies, soft breezes, and rustling leaves.





















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