Jun 20 2010
A three hour tour, back into winter.
Conditions experienced at the summit Pikes Peak 6.14.10
My family visited me from Virginia recently, and it was ultimately up to me to plan out what we would see. A visit here, a visit there, and of course, a visit to Americas favorite mountain, Pikes Peak. It was a rather cool morning in Colorado Springs by June standards, mid 60s, but nothing like what was awaiting us at 14,115 feet at the summit of Pikes. By the way, Pikes Peak was recently resurveyed, changing the elevation from 14,110 to now, 14,115 feet. But on this cool Springs day, we chose to take it easy and ride the cog railway to the summit. The cog takes a 9 mile journey from Manitou Springs, elevation 6500’, to the summit. As you ride the cog, you travel through a thick pine and Aspen forest filled with boulders and various wildlife. On this day, clouds were on the low side at about 9,000 feet. Our thinking was that we would “punch through” these clouds and arrive on an “island in the sky” up above this cloud deck. But this was not so. Overnight, a fresh coating of snow was on the ground and it was starting to snow once again. As the train continued to climb, the cloud deck grew thicker and thicker, and eventually we couldn’t see much of anything. As a weather guy, I thought, I blew it, the only thing my family is going to see is what the inside of a cloud looks like. As we neared the summit, it wasn’t as cloudy, but you still couldn’t see a darn thing. The white haze that graced our view was now an all-out snow storm, with blizzard conditions. Towards the summit, a view so beautiful that the song ‘America the Beautiful’ was written about it, and all we saw was white. The train stopped and the breaks hissed. Hey, it’s time to get off. We got out, only to find ourselves standing in a 24 degree winter wonderland with 40 mph winds and sideways blowing snow. The wind chill on this June midday a gripping 2 below. Quick! Into the visitor’s center we go. We couldn’t get in quick enough. You know, I thought we had left winter back in town months ago, only to take these vacationers right back into winter’s cold white depression. As we were getting ready to leave, I said a little prayer that hey, maybe just for an instant, it would clear up and my family wouldn’t consider this three hour tour as complete waste. Sure enough, as we got back on the train, the snow stopped, the wind calmed, and blues skies opened up to reveal a beautiful landscape that only God could create. This adventure truly lent to the “just wait five minutes” rule that Coloradoans live by.







ging on Thanksgiving day, 65 degrees made it more enticing, I saw two neighbors watering their lawns. This time of year our grass goes into dormant mode, and certainly isn’t the beautiful green of spring. That got me thinking is is necessary to water our lawns, plants and trees in the colder months?