Today we left Rifle Colorado for the five hour ride to Ridgefield Utah on Interstate 70. The first 50 or so miles we had driven on our way to Breckenridge so I drove and was very relaxed. Past Grand Junction Mark took over and the fun began. This is a reasonably isolated (as in no services for 106 miles) stretch of road, but the vistas were unbelievable. Huge formations, some red, some more Malta like as in lack of color, some huge rocks, many looking like castles. It was a magical ride and I loved it!
Here are a few of the photos I managed to capture from a moving car window.
The diversity of the landscape on this one trip astounds! We have a few more miles of undriven route 70 tomorrow before joining up with the familiar 15 and
the scariest pass we encountered on day two of this trip. For sure Mark will be driving this time and I will still be grateful to be past it. One last night in Las Vegas and on Friday we hope to be home mid afternoon missing the Friday night commute!
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