Sorry for taking forever to update, unusable wireless internet at last 3 locations. Anyways, here goes it...
Day 7: Into the Rockies
Literally as soon as I got onto the highway this morning I could see the Rocky Mountains that I couldnt see yesterday thanks to the clouds.
I passed through Denver and stopped on the other side to fill up gas. It was pretty early and I didnt have my thinking cap on and accidentally filled my car up with 85 octane gas. Around me regular is 87 so I just went for the cheapest stuff like usual. I ended up not having any problems but I'm guessing it has something to do with altitude. I get back onto the highway and imediatly start climbing into the rockies a tad nervous about the state of my car. At least if I break down here its nice and cool.
I-80 is really cool along the beginning, with small towns towns nestled in the canyon and the remains from the gold rush still visible on the mountain sides.
However this mega 4 lane highway is way too pedestrian, and I look to cross the rockies using a path less traveled.
A few miles in I can already tell I'm about to get a face full of pure awesomeness or complete automotive disaster. First things first though, I stop on the last town before the mountain pass, perched on the side of the valley, to top off on premium.
Having
started the day already at over 5000 ft in altitude, I run up the mountain road. I can feel the car steadily losing power as the air gets thinner, and for the first time on the trip I miss having turbo power. However, with the extreme hairpin turns you really dont need to be going too fast to have a blast anyways. I pull off to snap a picture of the valley and road I came up.
The car is really working now as I approach the tree line and I get totally pumped. I also turn on some classical music on satellite radio, seemed like a good idea and it really fit the bill and got me double pumped up. The view, depending on which switchback im on, is either cliff face or the peak of this totally rocking volcano on the other side of the valley.
Sooner than I would have liked, I made it to the summit of Berthoud Pass, at 11,307 feet up, and it is COLD. At this point, I'm triple pumped up. Not only did the car make it without a hiccup, but the rest of the mountain range spreads out before me, promising endless twisties and cool little towns ahead.
I pull off again a little bit to snap some more pictures when a car with Colorado government plates pulls up. For a second I though maybe I wasnt supposed to pull off where I was or they had crazy hidden cameras that caught my shenanigans on the way up. Instead, its this totally cool dude who works with ranchers all across the state. He said he took the job so he could drive around colorado on roads like this, and I am immediately jealous. I wonder if they would let you use your own car

He offers to take some pictures, so now you all get to see my ugly mug next to the hatch.
I continue down into one of the small ski resort towns that dot the road when I spot some sort of food stand on the side of the road. Its super nice, like 70 some odd degrees out (in mid august!), so I pull a u-turn and happen upon this crazy gourmet hot dog stand. I order the one called the Notorious D.O.D.D. and it is one of the best I've ever had.
Things flatten out for a little while, although there are always mountain peaks in every direction when your up here. Eventually the road gets cool again and I carve down a canyon I wish was 100 miles long.
After passing through the canyon, the landscape changes from the forested feet of mountain peaks to high prairie land. I was already driving with my jaw-dropped for the last couple of hours, and the color here didn't help.
After undulating up and down rolling hills for a couple hours in this wild landscape, its back up for another mountain pass. Not as high as the first one, but still almost 10,000 feet up.
There is actually a little traffic on this pass so I have to spend some time dodging overloaded suv and the odd semi. I was expecting as similar view after the summit as the first pass, but a different and gorgeous view greeted me instead.
Its amazing how fast the scenery can change from lush forests to prairie and back again as you chew up miles. After a third and final mountain pass, I enter the high semi-desert that straddles the border of Colorado and Utah (yeah I didnt know it was there either). Now, I've never really been in the middle of nowhere before, but I think driving for 40 minutes at 65mph without seeing a single living creature or shrub taller than a foot undoubtedly qualifies.
I finally hit the Utah border, after 6 or so hours on route 40, and again the landscape goes through a subtle change. You can get a sense of why they divided the states the way they did as you pass through that blurred area of change.
Soon after, I snap my 5000th picture with this camera. Cool! It wasn't an accidental crotch shot and its actually of something interesting
I finally get to my camping location in Vernal Utah, and it hits me that even though I drove for hours and hours and hundreds of miles, I'm still not out of the Rockies. They are way, way bigger than I thought. I cap off an awesome day of driving with make-shift reheated pizza (I discovered really quick that you cant just put it right on the bottom of the pan, burns the bottom and the cheese stays cold)
Updates for days 8, 9 and 10 will be real soon, I promise
