Back in 2008, at the end of a road trip through New Mexico, Dan and I stood at the top of the Royal Gorge looking down. It is the highest bridge in the USA standing 955 feet or 291m above the bottom of the gorge and crosses the Arkansas River which flows through Colorado. Today we joined Terry and Nita on the train ride at the bottom of that gorge and looked up at the bridge.
Looking up at the bridge from the train. |
Viewing from the open air carriage
We went first class in the dome carriage and had a 3-course meal (photos below) with a little (of course) prosecco.
This is a beautiful trip, about 2 hours of gobsmacking Colorado rock and river. A real luxury that we were lucky to share with Terry and Nita who had wanted to do the ride and thought we might enjoy as well.
I felt like a very lucky person, the gentle breezes in the perfect temperatures outside, wafting my skirt to Marilyn Munroe heights, without the beautiful view of Marilyn's buttocks. You know that state of euphoria you get into when everything is perfect?
The food was good, the service was right. Try this ride if you'd like a little luxury for a couple of hours. For mains, I had the salmon, with pesto and quinoa, while Dan had buffalo short ribs.
We drove home to some evening rain in the mountains. It is pretty usual in summer here for the hot days to produce thunderstormy evenings. After our big meals and drinking we dived into quesadillas and guacamole with a little more liquid lubrication.
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