Green River, Utah

I think I'm going to like the desert. It's all about dirt. And I LOVE playing with dirt. Here's a picture of me playing with, yep...it's dirt. Playing with dirt on the side of a huge canyon is even more fun than just playing with dirt. Not really. Playing with dirt is fun no matter what!!

This canyon was on the way to our hotel in Green River, Utah. Dad took us there not only to show me "the middle of nowhere", but also because it's where he said he saw more stars than he's ever seen before. He wanted to show them to me. But, just like with Pike's Peak, the sky wasn't helping out. Instead there was practically a sand storm which was almost cooler than looking at stars because it was so different. I've seen stars.

After dinner, Dad and I drove down this dark and empty desert road hoping to see a star or two. I saw Jupiter for a second behind a lot of haze. But other than that, there was just the sound of wind and nothing else. That was neat. A little scary, but neat anyway.

I like that Dad drove down this road in the "middle of nowhere" at night. I thanked him and he got all surprised saying he didn't know I was such an explorer. Yeah, DUH!! Maybe he might let me explore a little more now.

Granite Gorge / Colorado Springs, Colorado

Here is a picture of me looking up at how much more rock I'm going to have to climb. I made it all the way to the top (with a lot of cheering on from Dad, the climbing teacher and some other climbers.) Dad made it to the top four times. Guess he's not such a scardy wuss after all.

Rock climbing looks like a lot more fun than it is. Actually...it's a lot of work! It sure is cool looking around when you get to the top, though. And, you feel pretty cool about yourself when you make it up there.

After rock climbing, we drove to Colorado Springs through some really, really pretty country. There were some super wide open spaces with giant snow-covered mountains on each side.

Here a small picture. But you gotta go there to really see what it feels like. Ask Dad how to get there.

When we got to Colorado Springs we were supposed to take a train that goes to the top of Pike's Peak that's, like, 14,000 feet up. But just when we got to the where the train was, a storm started and Dad thought we'd better not go. Of course, about thirty minutes later everything was as clear as ever. Another great Dad decision. Actually, he was more disappointed that we didn't go than I was. After all, the hotel had a pool!