However, this is the first time that I have been up Pikes Peak in a storm. I was skeptical as we started the drive as I noted the clouds that had settled right over the Peak and refused to move.
By the time we got to the top I knew we were in for it. We went into the visitors' center for our hot chocolate and donuts when I saw the first flakes fall. Actually, that high above sea level they are not flakes - more like tiny pieces of hail mixed with lightening and thunder that seem way too close for comfort.
Aidan was struck with a bout of altitude sickness, so as soon as he and Patrick made it out of the bathroom, we ran for our quick photos to prove we had been there and then made a dash for the car.
By the time we got to the ranger checking for hot brakes, he said they weren't letting anyone else come back down OR go back up. The next few days there was a beautiful snow covering the mountains. Glad we left when we did!
And then arriving back down close to the bottom for some clearer, more beautiful views.
As always, I am happy to be at the end of this trip, although I put on a "brave" face for this kids ...