Glenwood Canyon and Beyond

We've been home from our trip now for more than a week and it is time for me to try and recap the second week of our adventure. We actually left Rocky Mountain National Park a day early as Don and Amy were intrigued by our plans to go to Glenwood Springs and the canyon.

We camped in the town of No Name along I 70 at a resort which, among other amenities, offers white water rafting on the Colorado River through Glenwood Canyon. While they took the older two first thing in the morning on the ride of their lives, Don and I spent the morning with Elise. Like Amy said, "Give her a few rocks and a body of water and she can be occupied for hours." After last year's excursion on the Virgin River in Royal Gorge where we almost killed Don on a rafting adventure we kind of decided our days of white water rafting may be over.

After the rafters returned, we went on a short bike ride up the canyon and found a place they could play in the river for awhile, and after a nice lunch in town we said good-bye to the parents and began our solo adventure as they headed for home.

In the morning, we set out on a road trip to the Colorado National Monument. It was Saturday morning and a little more than an hour on the road so we entertained ourselves with the blue tooth by calling everyone the children knew in my phone book. If you were on of the lucky ones who got called, you were and important part of our adventure.

Colorado National Monument is another Canyon. This canyon was a product of erosion rather than water. We naturally found more rocks to climb and had a great picnic lunch among the rock formations. At the visitor center these children amazed us with their interest in learning more about the natural wonders of our world. There was a hands on display of big horn sheep horns which Elise touched and excitedly exclaimed "I can't believe I am touching this!"

On our last day we went on our official bike ride up Glenwood Canyon. Round trip "Excellent Ella" rode her new bike 14.6 miles She was an awesome champ. Jack rode the whole trip pulling Elise on her trailer which slowed him down almost to our pace. They all worked hard to get up the canyon earning the relatively easy trip down until the wind kicked up right into our faces making it a bit more challenging to get home.

Of course, we had a great picnic at the top, and stopped to play in the river and on the rocks for a bit.

You must know now that this whole trip started at the end of last year's trip when the children decided the next trip should be to Missouri to see the St. Louis Arch so we had to go home by way of St. Louis. It gave them a good look at the state of Kansas, which we decided looked best through the rear view mirror. No offense meant to Kansans, I'm sure there are some redeeming qualities there. My long time wonderful friend, Grace, happens to reside in St. Louis so we took the opportunity to mooch off her family and have a nice visit while marking the Arch off our to do list. She happened to have her daughter and 5 grandchildren visiting at the same time. The kids had a great time there. You see they have a backyard swimming pool with a diving board, a pool table, a foos ball table, and the biggest TV you have ever seen. As well as a dad who loves to talk hockey. Needless to say I think this was Jack's favorite place.

Don and I had done the arch once before, and found it to be an experience which was cool but only needed to be experienced once in a lifetime. It is amazing how an ordinary thing can become exciting when looking at it through the eyes of children. Suddenly the  claustrophobic confines of the elevator car which took us to the top became the most exciting ride at Great America. The view from the top may as well have been the Empire State Building even though you have to lean into the windows to be rewarded with views of the Mississippi River and the Cardinals stadium. There is a little museum attached to the arch which commemorates Lewis and Clark and our early pioneers and included a film about their expedition in Cinemascope (anyone remember that?) It was here they found their souvenirs of their trip and a fitting finale to a great adventure.

As you might have guessed already, they have already planned where they want to go next year. Looks like the nation's capitol will be descended upon by the Adventuring Chilson Clan sometime next summer.

Rocky Mountain National Park

We just spent 4 days in Rocky Mountain National Park. Every day we discovered new treasures. The first day we ventured out on our favorite hike. We got a nice and early start, packed a picnic lunch and took off for the Bear Lake trail head. From there we hiked up the mountain past Nymph Lake, Dream Lake and our final destination, Emerald Lake where we had planned on having our picnic in front of one of the most awesome vistas in the world. Unfortunately, it started to rain before we reached the top so the sandwiches stayed in the back pack and we ate them in the car on our return. Only pictures can tell this story, but we are very proud of the three children, especially our 5 year old Elise for their stamina and appreciation of God's wonders.

Nymph Lake

Jack always strives for the highest place he can attain.

Dream Lake

That smile on Jack's face made it worth every game of war I had to play to get here.




















Not to be daunted by the rain for the rest of the day, we turned the heat up in the car and headed up Trail Ridge Road which ascends from about 4,000ft to 12,000 feet high above the tree line to the land of the tundra and the Alpine visitor center. Ella kept saying she wanted to touch a cloud, but couldn't quite get it that she was in the clouds. The highlight of the drive was the herd of big horn sheep we spotted at the top.

 

 

The next day while Amy and Jack were trying to get a place on the YMCA zip line, we took the girls over to Moraine Park and let them play in the Big Thompson River for awhile. There is another lovely hiking trail along the river leading up to a small water fall.

 

 

Grand Lake

We met up for lunch then all piled into Don's mini van and headed, once again up Trail Ridge Road in the rain. This time we went all the way across and down the other side to Grand Lake Village. We had an ice cream in the town and headed back stopping along the way to hike a trail to the mouth of the Colorado River. It is just mind boggling that this tiny mountain river is the same one which carved so many canyons on its way to the Pacific Ocean, including the Grand Canyon and Glenwood Canyon which we would soon visit.



 

 

We spotted more wildlife but the best was the moose.

 

All the way back down to camp Don and Amy were sizing up the road and their plan for the next day to bike the entire Trail Ridge Road up to the Alpine Visitor Center where Amy had already spotted a shirt she wanted badly enough to motivate her to complete the feat. They left at dawn, nearly froze to death, but returned triumphantly shirt in hand. Meanwhile, the rest of us were just returning from a lovely breakfast. 

 

After they recovered, cleaned up, and fed themselves, Amy and I took the kids horseback riding.

They were quite the equestrians it turned out, especially Elise who unexpected put her horse into a trot a couple of times and sat it out very well. It was yet another beautiful way to experience this park. I decided I wouldn't have minded being a cowgirl if I had such an interesting environment in which to do it. We learned that all of the trail horses are turned loose in the fall to winter as wild horses in the mountains, then rounded up in the spring and retrained. I thought that was an exciting job for someone.

 This group really knows how to stay on the go, because next we piled into the car and went up Fall River Road to a place called the Alluvial Fan. This is a pile of rocks forming a water fall which came down the mountain in 1982, when a dam burst forming a fan formation. The Parents and kids climbed the rocks to the top of the falls while us old fogies stopped a short ways up. These kids see rocks they climb, they see water they have to get into it so we spent quite a long time enjoying the first great day of warmth and sunshine.

 

Last day in Rocky Mountain Park and would you believe we took one more ride to the top? My husband wanted to see the sites from Trail Ridge Road in the sunshine while my sun was itching to take the Fall River Road (a dirt road) to the top and Trail Ridge Road back down. I am fortunate to have a son who loves to drive and is not inhibited about taking a dirt road the way his father is. So here we were on another adventure exploring a part of this park we had never seen in all the times we have been here.

 

 Anyone who knows me knows that I cannot resist putting my feet in any body of water I encounter and this seems to be an inherited trait. And this is one of the many that we spent time playing in.

This was our Blackhawks shirt day

Near the top and almost back at the Alpine Visitor Center there was a trail which ascended about as high as you can go at this point so of course we had to ascend it. It was quite steep and at 12,000 feet it took me more than a little effort to get to the top long after the younger ones had reached it. However the children were all proud of their Grandma and tried to show it.

Thus ends our stay in Rocky Mountain National Park still a favorite place of ours.