There's no reaching Rocky Mountain National Park this trip. It's my cousins' favorite place in Colorado, but the road there has been washed away, and the park itself is closed. So, I made alternate plans (Hermione and Charles decided to stay home). I started to drive to Leadville, where I was told there is a pretty lake and silver mines, but a third of the way there it started to pour, and so I turned around and took US-6 for Golden.
Great craggy scenery. I was behind this wood-sided jalopy for part of the way.
This is not water, but pine sap. Many of the trees are being fatally attacked by beetles.
I love the mountains! When I first stumbled on this view, a tiny bird was busily bathing itself in the little puddle of water in the rock, visible at the lower right, but it flew off before I could get my camera focused properly.
My cousins will shortly be calling me to watch another episode of Sherlock. I've known they were nice, and of course they are family, but this trip has been a delightful indulgence in the company of kindred spirits. The first concrete evidence of "fellow nerddom"... discovering that I needn't have brought my Russian-English dictionary (just in case, you know, someone asks me to translate something while I'm on vacation), because Hermione had a copy of the exact same one:
Oh, and here's an example of the condition of my wardrobe these days...besides the monster rip in the right sleeve of today's shirt, there's a hole in the cuff of the left one. I think it may be time to retire this particular piece...