Estes Park is still a Favorite

I have been going up to Estes Park at least once a year for almost my entire life! I still love it and each year can't wait to make the short journey. The last couple of years we have camped for a weekend or two but this year we have just been too busy so instead we drove up for the day.

The Trip started with feeding the chipmunks, we had talked about it so much during the car ride up that if we hadn't gone their first we would have been in trouble =) You ride a tram to the top of the mountain that is 55 years old! On the way down I asked the doorman how old the cable was... he said 55 years! They haven't changed it once. Luckily we were close to the bottom so I didn't have to get nervous about a cable snapping while we were on it.

Check it out. The little chipmunks come right up and eat the peanuts out of your hand, depending on how comfortable they are sometime they just sit and eat it right next to you! Peter LOVED IT!! Last night before bed we were talking about what we were going to do today and he was wondering if there was any way we could go feed those chipmunks again.

I have loved go karts my whole life. I remember going to Estes the year I turned eight because that meant I could drive and ride in the go kart all by myself! Times have changed and I am pretty sure peter will have to wait until he is a little older, but luckily with these double karts he can feel like he is driving as well.

Also, here is the infamous old SUPER FAST slide. Just like almost everything else we do in Estes I have been climbing these steps to get to the top of this slide for as long as I can remember. I think about that each time i climb up and just wonder when the metal is going to give and fall to the ground. Luckily, not yet. Peter LOVED the slides.

We had a blast, after the festivities we went had pizza, taffy walked around town, finished with some ice cream and last but not list, taking our shoes off and dipping them in the river. I don't know why I didn't take a picture of that! BUMMER, oh well, maybe next year. Merry Summers