First Visit as an Adult
I was a little older than 6 when my family went to Colorado and made the big drive up to Pikes Peak. Don and I returned for my second visit, just a couple days ago.
At the beginning of the drive I saw the sign for the North Pole and remembered how giddy I felt, when I spotted it over 50 years ago. We didn't take time to stop at the kiddie attraction, but maybe we should have. It was free to visitors 60 and over!
Back in the 1960's, I remember a light snow falling as our station wagon climbed the mountain. I don't remember feeling the cold when we got out. I was too excited.
But I'm 60 now, and when I got out of the car this time, I wanted to shriek from the cold wind. My flip flops did not keep my feet a bit warm. We ended up in the gift shop, warming up with hot chocolate and donuts. The snow covered window blocked our view.
Acting Up... Like a 6-Year-Old
I celebrated my recent peak visit, by posing behind a boulder. I didn't scream and yell "H-e-l-l-l-l-p!" the way I did years ago. I learned my lesson, when I tried that stunt years ago. Nobody thinks it's funny when you pretend to fall off a mountain.
Don and I eventually headed down the winding road after our visit and got stuck in some roadwork traffic. I had just enough time to jump out and pose with the snowbank along the road.
It's fun being 6 again!