The Rockies

Friday took us across the Rocky Mountains and the Continental Divide after a restful night at a campground in Grand Junction. We're driving Interstate 70, which is much less traveled than I-80 and more picturesque. It took us through the Eisenhower Tunnel at a summit of more than 11,000 feet. When we descended, we stopped several times along the way to admire the views along the raging Colorado River.

Here I am making a peanut butter sandwich in the galley. 

(In case you're reading this, Mark Miller, I thought of you.)

The river is very high right now, but it's the rock formations and vistas that are most awesome.

John aims his binoculars on the old passenger train from Georgetown, which traverses the steep canyon on trestles some fifty feet above the river. Georgetown is one of several towns built around the silver mines that once dominated the eastern slopes of the Rockies.