I"m back from Pike's Peak. Here's proof:
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At the gate there was a group of Harley's and one got behind me. I asked him if he was with the group and let him get in front of me. I thought they were probably all just folks, but I never know, and didn't want to get in their way. At the top, I met the guy, Bruce, and found out they're just a bunch of riders from Louisiana, sight-seeing, like everyone else. He's the one who took my picture for me. I later pictures of their group for them.
The sign is close to the building, and they had some cones indicating not to bring a vehicle through there. But, of course, I did. As soon as we were through with the photo-op a park staff guy came out to tell us to move.
Bruce asked about how to cope with the altitude. I told him to breathe evenly, don't over-exert, etc. I shopped, had a breakfast burrito and a high-altitude donut (apparently a Pike's Peak must-do), shopped some more, and then the altitude started making me ill, so I headed back down.
The road has a lot of guard rails on the lower portion. Higher-up, though, they're less common except of the tightest hair-pin curves. You have to be really alert.
I saw several bicyclists going up, and a big bunch was going down as I got near the top. That's something I wouldn't even try!!
There were also a lot of antique cars on the mountain. As I went back to my Spyder from a gift shop near Crystal Lake I heard a man say, "Yellow's a good color, isn't it?" It was a man in a 1925 open-air touring Chevrolet. He said he has 4 more old Chevy's at home, but brought this one because it has modern 4-wheel braking. I had seen it pulled over on my way up, but he said the battery connections had caught fire. He was able to pull them off and there wan't much damage. He said they had to be towed the last mile to the peak. He was keeping it running while his wife went into the shop.
I wish I could send you all a post-card. But I'll just post this instead.
I'll post more as I go.
I hope to see ya'll in Durango!!