Not
really; but it was raining by the
time we got to the Front Range.
Afternoon
thunderstorm. Crashes and booms. Hail too.
The last loudest lightning strike had a very “clangy” reverberation to
it. We think it hit one of the metal picnic
table shelters.
We’re
settled in at St Vrain State Park. We
can visit Becky and family from here.
3,037
miles to Fairbanks.
Dinner
with John B. and Kip.
Here is the spot we left at Jackson Lake State Park.
And
the morning light.
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