Before we left Rocky Mountain National Park, we took a drive up, up, up into the tundra. Beyond the grass here and there, there was not a single living thing to see besides one lone butterfly and fellow tourists. It felt like we were on the top of the world.
| On the drive up |
| Mountain Tops |
On our way to Breckenridge, we stopped at a brand new tourist spot which promised us a cable car ride and a mining museum. We nixed the museum, took the ride up, had lunch at the top and came back down. The views were great, but other than that, blah. I can't even remember the name of the place.
| We did get high enough that you could hardly see the semis down on the road |
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We also went troll hunting. Breckenridge has it's very own troll who just happened to be named Isak Heartstone. Isaac was thrilled to find a fellow Isak/Isaac. The troll was named after Isak, a local participant in the build, and "Heartstone" representing a stone heart given by neighborhood children.
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