Although I begged my parents to reconsider the idea of touring Colorado, I actually enjoyed the gorgeous scenery, adventurous hiking, and river rafting at the Rocky Mountain National Park. I’ve flown to Colorado many times, but we never drove or visited during the summer. I didn’t know what to expect of a 1000 mile drive, but it didn’t sound amusing. How am I going to sit in a car for over 15 hours when I can barely withstand the drive from Blanco to Port Aransas? Growing up, my dad had always contemplated visiting Colorado in the summer, but he didn’t follow through with the motive until three weeks ago.
We loaded the Tahoe at 3 am hoping to arrive at the Wildwood Inn hotel in Estes Park, Colorado before sunset. Minutes after leaving home, …show more content…
I forced myself to leave my warm bed and get ready for the day. The scent of bacon came from the kitchen. “Where’d you get the food?” I asked my dad when I saw him transferring the bacon from the pan to a plate. “Just the Safeway grocery store about 4 miles down the road after you went to bed. I plan on leaving here in less than an hour for river rafting. We depart at 6:45, so eat up.” Excitement filled within him, and it warmed my heart to see him so happy. Shortly after everyone ate, we headed to the Estes Park High School to be taken by small buses to the Colorado River. Once we arrived we were taken to the Rapid Transit Rafting building to meet our raft leader. A tall, stocky man around his late 20s stood with a smile from ear to ear in front a raft. “Hey everyone! I’m Parker and I'm going to be your guide today on your journey. Have any of you river rafted before?” “No sir.” my dad proudly announced with a grin. Parker had so much energy even when he described the safety precautions and rules in detail. He directed us to the equipment we needed to wear such as an orange life jacket and blue helmet. “Alright let's hit the …show more content…
I gazed out the window examining every mountain we passed. A little over 15 minutes from the hotel, we pulled up to a white wooden sign placed in a small rock wall with the words “Rocky Mountain National Park Established in 1915.” My mom made my dad stop the car to get out and take a picture in front of the sign. Shayna and Emma stood on one side while my mom and I were on the other, meanwhile, my dad was in charge of the camera. After our picture, we got back in the car and parked. I walked to the back of the car to press the trunk button to gather some supplies my dad had packed. Emma grabbed my dad’s red North Face backpack full of bottled water, while I reached for the other green North Face bag filled with granola bars and other small
We loaded the Tahoe at 3 am hoping to arrive at the Wildwood Inn hotel in Estes Park, Colorado before sunset. Minutes after leaving home, …show more content…
I forced myself to leave my warm bed and get ready for the day. The scent of bacon came from the kitchen. “Where’d you get the food?” I asked my dad when I saw him transferring the bacon from the pan to a plate. “Just the Safeway grocery store about 4 miles down the road after you went to bed. I plan on leaving here in less than an hour for river rafting. We depart at 6:45, so eat up.” Excitement filled within him, and it warmed my heart to see him so happy. Shortly after everyone ate, we headed to the Estes Park High School to be taken by small buses to the Colorado River. Once we arrived we were taken to the Rapid Transit Rafting building to meet our raft leader. A tall, stocky man around his late 20s stood with a smile from ear to ear in front a raft. “Hey everyone! I’m Parker and I'm going to be your guide today on your journey. Have any of you river rafted before?” “No sir.” my dad proudly announced with a grin. Parker had so much energy even when he described the safety precautions and rules in detail. He directed us to the equipment we needed to wear such as an orange life jacket and blue helmet. “Alright let's hit the …show more content…
I gazed out the window examining every mountain we passed. A little over 15 minutes from the hotel, we pulled up to a white wooden sign placed in a small rock wall with the words “Rocky Mountain National Park Established in 1915.” My mom made my dad stop the car to get out and take a picture in front of the sign. Shayna and Emma stood on one side while my mom and I were on the other, meanwhile, my dad was in charge of the camera. After our picture, we got back in the car and parked. I walked to the back of the car to press the trunk button to gather some supplies my dad had packed. Emma grabbed my dad’s red North Face backpack full of bottled water, while I reached for the other green North Face bag filled with granola bars and other small