I love driving mountain roads. I particularly love driving along a stretch like this — one that’s zippered with shadows. I always expect to hear rumble-strips under me, or maybe the clackity-clack of a stick being dragged along a picket fence. It’s weird to drive through those shadows in complete silence when obviously there should be some kind of sound as they slap the car in rapid succession. Maybe next time …
Featured image: Colorado Highway 72 approaching Highway 7 intersection at top of hill.
You have the heart of a poet, Colorado ..
Ya think? The mountains do funny things to a person …
Ever since first travelling to France with my beloved bloke, I’ve been crazy for mountains. We don’t have ’em – well, only in Tasmania. You have lots – and may in your State !! Lucky old you. 😀
They’re a very big reason why I moved here (no pun intended)