Mount Evans

We drove up a big mountain. We could drive almost to the top! It was fun. Except the part where Evan threw up his oatmeal in the car. That part wasn't so fun.

At the top, we saw mountain goats. It was really cool. There was even a baby mountain goat!
Even though it was hot at our house, it was pretty chilly up there. I had to wear a hat. I could see forever, we were so high.

I got to hang out with my friend Dylan, too.

Then we had a picnic in the back of Dylan's Daddy's truck. We were going to have it by this lake, but it was raining. LAter, when we were driving home, the rain got really hard and then turned to hail, and lightning was hitting the rocks in front of us. Daddy stopped talking and drove on the wrong side of the road. Silly Daddy. On the side we were supposed to be on you could see way, way down to big rocks. I don't know what "guard rails" are, or what a "thousand foot drop off" means, but Daddy said we only had the drop off, not the gaurd rails. I didn't know Mommy could hold her breath so long, but I didn't see her breath until we were all the way back down in the trees.