Estes Park

Colorado is famous for its mountains; the Rockies are one of the things I miss the very most. If I had my way I would disappear into the range for weeks at a time. With two small children and only 3 days left, however, that wasn't an option. So we nipped in to Estes Park for a short stay, where we rented a house with some friends and enjoyed catching up in the fresh (and thin!) air.



Soli quickly found a buddy in our good friend Matt. Lots of time was spent choosing and skipping stones.



The kids and I roamed the back yard in jammies first thing in the mornings, saying hello to the bunnies, before the other grown-ups arose. It was a pleasant, quiet time of day. This was Felix' first time at this altitude. He found the dirt as tasty here as anywhere else. And believe me, he's sampled widely!



All those present say, "Cheese".