Letztes Wochenende habe ich einem kurzen Fahrradausflug gemacht. Zehn Meilen entlang die Ostseite der Luftwaffe-Akademie bei die Autobahn am Nordtor. Ich habe dort herumgedreht, und dieses Foto habe ich gemacht. Linkerhand ist Cheyenne-Berg fern süd, dann schneebedeckter Pikes Peak, und schließlich rechtsseitig ist der Luftwaffe-Akademie Schülerkomplex. Von Süd bis Nord da ist die Westseite Colorado Springs.
Last weekend I did a short bike ride: 10 miles along the east side of the US Air Force Academy next to the freeway to North Gate. I turned around there and took this photo. On the left side is Cheyenne Mountain, far south; then snow-capped Pikes Peak, and finally on the right side is the Air Force Academy student complex. South to north, the west side of Colorado Springs.
The summit of Pikes Peak from the Will Rogers Shrine of the Sun on Cheyenne Mountain.
Some scenes from Barr Trail.
The city of Manitou Springs has really been doing its dead-level best to ensure Manitou Springs isn’t a destination for Colorado Springs residents such as myself. They’ve levied outrageous parking charges to use the Incline and Barr Trail. My wife dropped me off at the trail head and came back to pick me up; I refuse to give that place any money voluntarily.
My complete dislike of Manitou Springs, however, doesn’t preclude an appreciation for the sights. This lone tree standing out on the slope made me wish I had my camera with me instead of only the phone.
And the cog railway went by below.
I didn’t get so far as 13 miles; but a hike to the summit is something I would like to do soon… If only I didn’t have to go through Manitou Springs to do it.
There was something about this signal on this particular day that said Sentinal to me. And as I was looking through the pictures I took that day, I had a similar thought about this one:
On a not-too-typical jaunt down to Pueblo, Wendi and I were on Overton Road east of I-25. Looking to the west, we saw the snow-covered mountains.
Looking back toward the north, the summit of Pikes Peak — also dusted with snow — stuck up over these hills:
My daughter has joined cross country in her new school. Her first meet was in Peyton, a small community east of Colorado Springs. From there, I snagged a couple of pictures of Pikes Peak.
When we’re on our way back east or coming home from there, I see Pikes Peak rising up from the plains and I often wonder what the early explorers and settlers thought when they encountered it for the first time.
Also, I snagged a curtain of virga that indicates some serious precipitation to the south of where we were: