December 01, 2003

A business trip took me to Boulder, Colorado for the first time, so as is my custom I arrived a day early and looked around a bit. Boulder sits at the base of the Rocky Mountains, so on the advice of a friend, I traveled up to the entrance to Rock Mountain National Park. I was expecting lots of snow, but while it was cold, there was only a small amount of snow to be seen.

Along the side of he road, a frozen creek.

A close up. You can see that water is still running underneath and around the ice.

The hills along the way. It's so different from what I'm used to J.

I have no idea how you get up there, but houses on the hillsides here afford an incredible view.

A meadow just outside the park entrance. This is about as much snow as I saw anywhere.

The park entrance. Since mine was just a quick visit, it didn't make sense to go further. The Rockies, of course, in the background. Look at the flag also, it was very windy up there.