So after we’d flown the Rockies to the Denver area, we spent several days basically exploring on the ground. As with Durango, the cities on the East side of the Rockies are surrounded by wild lands inhabited by wild critters. On one of our strenuous excursions I got close enough to this herd for a telephoto shot.
My stalking skills are pretty good, but they clearly knew I was there and that I couldn’t pursue them up that steep slope. I must confess though that Cam did most of the stalking in this case, with both Stacey and Anne next to us. In their car. Yes, this was next to a mountain road along this icy river.
Closer down to Denver we took a detour to the small town of Morrison for dinner, and this wild beast was coldly eying us for a possible meal.
At the delicious Mexican cafe Cam chose there was a wild cowboy dummy in a seat hanging from the rafters behind the dummy on the left (me) in this pic.
Even in town, there was a wild bunny in the yard looking cuddly and moving slowly to belie the fact it could transform to a furry blur and vanish in a heartbeat.
Driving Denver by night we saw this sedate building all decked out in wild colors, with a tree that went all “icy” in the camera flash.
Before heading home for the night we stopped to stroll the 16th Street Mall, but after this drunk charged us looking for a handout and we looked around at some of the other wild denizens we decided to forgo night life for something quieter.
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