Mark, Kyle, and I were up early this morning and ready to go. By the time Mike arrived at the RV Park, we had the cooler filled with drinks and our snack bags ready. Today, we were heading up
I-70 into the mountains and through
tunnels to the town of Breckenridge.
When we arrived, we took a quick trip through town and wow, how it has changed since we were last here. Okay, enough is enough and Kyle was ready to hit the slopes. We parked, jumped on the
gondola and headed up the mountain. We arrived at the base of Peak 8, home of the
Wow, where to start and what to do. We decided that we would just watch, take pictures, and let the boys play. So, Uncle Mark treated them to an "all day pass" and it was well used!
rode the chair lift to the top and
came down by way of the alpine slide. After a couple of trips up and down, Kyle decided it was time
for our picnic. Once, refreshed from lunch, they were off to
climb the rock wall. Dad, you better hurry because I think
Kyle is about to beat you to the top!
They both were
up and down until I was tired.
From the rock wall, Kyle was ready to head up the hill to take
a ride on Oreo. And, while we were there, he decided he had better see
if Butterscotch was a better ride. I think he liked them both.
We then made our way to the other end of the park to try out the
Gold Runner Coaster. Wow, what a great
ride down the mountain and through the trees! Who, would have ever thought about making a roller coaster on the side of the mountain. And, it is open year round. Can one even imagine riding this thing in the winter when those rails are covered in snow and ice...not me!
Well, I have to say this was the hit of the day, as they wore out their passes going
By mid afternoon, all that was left to do was
a little panning for jewels and
bungee jumping on the trampoline.
Okay, well, there was one last ride on the roller coaster before it was time to catch the
gondola back to the bottom.
We said goodbye to Breckenridge and headed back to Denver. Our trip back was a long one in
traffic that looked like this from Dillon to Denver. But, we didn't let it ruin our
great day in the mountains.