Sometimes one needs the help of friends. That was the case yesterday-- my last day in Colorado.
I awoke in the middle of the night and thought "my adventure is incomplete." I need to be up in the mountains. I need more pictures of the environment here.
To make a long story short, I was helped by a friend (Susan) and her husband (Brad) who live in Boulder, Colorado. Thanks to them, I was able to take in Flagstaff Mountain in Boulder. Four and a half miles up, turning swiftly around as the road went up.
This city girl, who is usually not fond of heights, took it all in.
After taking in the sights and taking a massive amount of pictures, we made it just in time to the airport. Thanks to Brad's natural ability to speed(gulp).
Who helps you tackle your mountains?