Garden of the Gods at sunrise.
See the green wedged into the rocks there? Those are trees. It's that big.
My handsome hubby is thrown in there for a size reference.
Dates on this rock go as far back as the 1800's.
My partner in crime, Jason.
The original ladder from the 1800's which tourists would climb to get to the remainder of the cavern tour.
This beast sat stranded atop Pike's Peak as the hail piled up. The roads were increasingly slick and even my 4Runner lost traction once as we made our way up the final hairpin turns.
The sun eventually came out and melted the piles of hail-snow on the roads.
Photo by Jason Brake. Don't worry, I try my best not to snap and drive. ;)
Photo by Jason Brake. This cutie pie was sunning himself next to the road after the storm.
Never leave home without a tripod and self-timer.