Aspen Season in Colorado, 9/11/04, continued.




Somewhere on the way back down.





An insider's view.


By this point, Diana was sick of stopping for pictures every two seconds, so I experimented with randomly snapping shots out of the car window.


A very fine specimen of a beaver dam.


Diana and I in front of the beaver dam. I checked the branches - they were definitely gnawed by real beavers.


How's that for color? (Here's a wider-angle shot of the same view.)


I like how there's a stripe of color following the power lines up the mountain.