We left Colorado Springs this morning and went to Denver. We were only there a couple hours, then I dropped my son off in Evans, a small town about an hour north of Denver. Ten minutes or so later I was at a Starbucks, meeting an old West Point friend I hadn't seen in 21 years.
Then I took off up I-25 towards Cheyenne. Then I remembered that my dad told me of a road that went from Fort Collins directly to Laramie, which would cut off about an hour of driving. I found it--US 287--and drove it.
Breathtaking. I have no words to describe the isolated beauty of that stretch of highway. In fact, it was so amazing that I got a hotel room in Laramie so that I can see more during daylight hours tomorrow. Honestly, I didn't want to drive at night through this land.
Tomorrow I get on I-80 West. I'll stay with a friend in Salt Lake City tomorrow night, and then it's a mad dash from Salt Lake to Sacramento.
So far, excellent trip.