Mountain Climbing

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♪ ♪ “He climbed cathedral mountains, he saw silver clouds below. He saw everything as far as you can see…….But the Colorado Rocky Mountain high. I’ve seen it rainin’ fire in the sky. The shadows from the starlight is softer than a lullaby…  Rocky Mountain High, Colorado. Rocky Mountain High, Colorado.  ♪ ♪

I remember my first drive through the Rocky mountains listening to John Denver sing about what it feels like to be so high in the sky and surrounded with such great beauty.   I remember feeling as if I could touch the sun as I traveled west from Boulder along 1-70. Great memories from that trip! Let’s hop in the car and take a drive – I have John Denver on my playlist so let’s go!

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The foothills prepare us for the great journey ahead. The deep red rocks and rolling hills appear as if we are in a painting. A tumble weed rolls past , horses run along the fences of a ranch as birds soar high above us. The road curves in and around, up and down as we climb higher in to the mountain range, each mile revealing a new snow covered peak or green valley . Notice the sign as we pass through the Eisenhower tunnel, marking the crossover of the Continental Divide. You glance out the driver’s side window of my Jeep, at the Colorado river flowing below. “Has the flow of the river changed? Is it now flowing west to east?” We are not sure but decide to pretend that it is. Little towns pop up along the route, resembling something out of an old western.  One of those towns, Frisco, sitting at an elevation of 9000ft, peaks our interest so we decide to stop.  

Frisco, Colorado, a picturesque town set in the middle of the Rocky Mountains. Where the Main street is a mile long and hosts over 30 restaurants and shops. All that are dwarfed by the backdrop of endless blue skies and mountain tops.  We stop for lunch at the Butterhorn Bakery & Café to enjoy something off their “all day breakfast” menu. After a short stack of buttermilk pancakes, we wander down Main, stopping in at Next Page Books & Nosh to grab the latest release from our favorite authors.  We continue on to see what else is in store for us. There is a troubadour on the corner, singing a Dave Matthew song. The aroma of steak waffles out of one of the bistros.  The stores have racks on the sidewalks, enticing us to stop in. We indulge and move on. There are families with strollers and dogs out enjoying the sunny day . We have found a bit of paradise nestled into the mountains.  We pause to take in the view of the mountain peak that towers over the town. Do the people of Frisco every get tired of this view? We shiver as the cold starts to move in, a reminder that we need to get on the road before the snow starts. One last look before we head out to next adventure, noting that we need to come back to Frisco very soon.

For your enjoyment, click below to take a peek at Frisco via this webcam:

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