We decided to do the Royal Gorge thing, even though I hate heights, and it never ceases to amaze me that I put myself in situations... like riding up the mountain, going over high bridges, or looking over the top of a skyscraper...
Here we are at the bottom of the gorge... a nice place to be, that is until you look up! We rode the train that lazily roams by the river. You can watch the rafters going past, they wave if the water isn't too rapid.
This is End of July 2015. I know, I know... the camera says otherwise... but ignore it! One of the earlier posts explains this wonky camera...
I have nearly 10,000 pictures... yes, that's ten thousand pictures that are dated the same date... or various wrong dates.
I've given up... but somehow the date stamp got stuck on these... I'm sure there is a way to take that off, but I'm sure I don't know how to do it.
The old engine survived the wildfires of 2013. It damaged the bridge and burned most of the park.
The old bridge was built in 1891
The remnants of the old pipeline.
Here we are at the bottom of the gorge... a nice place to be, that is until you look up! We rode the train that lazily roams by the river. You can watch the rafters going past, they wave if the water isn't too rapid.
This is End of July 2015. I know, I know... the camera says otherwise... but ignore it! One of the earlier posts explains this wonky camera...
I have nearly 10,000 pictures... yes, that's ten thousand pictures that are dated the same date... or various wrong dates.
I've given up... but somehow the date stamp got stuck on these... I'm sure there is a way to take that off, but I'm sure I don't know how to do it.
The remnants of the old pipeline.
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