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Saturday, October 08, 2005

Roadtrippin'

Armed with nothing but a full tank of gas, about 30 bucks, a jacket and my camera, I roadtripped way down south to Colorado Springs, to make my way up Pike's Peak - one of the so-called "Fourteeners", peaks with elevations of more than 14,000 feet. It was 20-something degrees Celcius, probably the last warm day of the year, so it was a good day to go. Snow is forecast for Monday... then it's downhill from there.

It's a 19 mile drive up to the summit, climbing some 8,000 feet in elevation from the town below. The drive up is beautiful, clear skies, cool rock formations, autumn leaves, thousands of pine trees and bright blue water. But the summit, looks like a mine quarry. It's so high, there's so little oxygen and water for anything to live (and fucken cold too).

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Anyway, I got lost and ended up at the North Pole. Always thought Santa ran a non-profit organisation, but obviously not.
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Beware, BIGFOOT!
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Now this is scary, no rails, narrow passes and loose gravel roads. That Audi advance driving course really paid off, drifted like a rally driver.
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Panoramic shot, four photos merged into one. Technology. Gotta love it.
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Ninety minutes later, I reached the peak, 14,110 feet above sea level.
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The drive up makes your engine work OT, and there stops where you can cool your engine down. The drive down deshtroys your brakes. All you smell is that burnt something smell like when chick's drive with the handbrake up.
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Was told to take lots of photies, ended up with almost 150!! So quite a sweet day out, min cash spent, good times had!