Here is Jon. The quick fingers of a camera man. The strength of a puma. The wisdom of a man.
We toddled down to Rosemount Resovoir. This aspen-lined path down to it was pretty ridiculously picturesque. Jon threw boulders in the lake and disturbed all the fishermen and their fish.
We then drove on to Cathedral Park. The rain made it eerie and intensely colored.
The colors just before Cripple Creek were unbelievable.
The orange was so bright, it looks like we doctored the pics...which we didn't.
Our laptop with all the pictures of people other than me crashed. Really. So now, posting pics only of myself, I look very narcissistic, which I am, but usually I try to hide it better.
Mike and Jon spent much time photographing leaves with water on them.
The next morning, after several failed attempts at visiting a bakery, we went to the Cheyenne Mountain Zoo. Mike and I got a membership, so we are now regulars. There's a new mountain lion exhibit that let's you get this close. One bit off part of Jon's left ear. Sorry Jon.
There's also a new grizzly bear exhibit that let's you get this close. This is our son Artaxerxes. Isn't he precious? To show his dominion, the bear would periodically swipe at the children's faces.