When was the last time you watched something so scary, cringe-worthy, or unbelievably tacky — in a movie, on TV, or in real life — you had to cover your eyes?
It was my own fault. I chose the destination. Why didn’t I choose a different area? Seeing the Rocky Mountains was on my bucket list. I wanted to stop somewhere and take pictures.
We were about three hours outside of Denver. Lucas wanted to go spend time in the mountains. So I had the brilliant idea to go see the mountains closer to Denver. I misjudged when the sun would be setting.
Who knew it would get dark so quickly. No one ever knows when the rain is coming or how long it will last.
So there we were driving through the Rocky Mountains at night during a thunderstorm. We were at the point in the mountains where the inclines are steeper and there are runaway truck ramps.
There were a few times that I thought we should stop so I could take pictures. But I didn’t say anything. Why didn’t I say something? I guess I thought we were in a race against the sunset. We totally lost the race.
We were so close to our destination. But the road to the mountain was especially curvy. I closed my eyes several times because I thought we might be going over the edge. At any moment, I was positive that an elk or a moose was going to jump out at us.
Of course, I could not get a signal. I was on the verge of a meltdown. So it was time to go home. If only I could get my GPS to work faster. The GPS finally decided to come back on. I was so relieved.
We should have stayed in the area where we started. Hopefully, I’ll remember next time. At least I can cross the Rocky Mountains off of the bucket list. So it was not a total loss.