Dude, this whole town is high

...or so say the touristy T-shirts of Estes Park. We just spent the weekend there in our friend Steve's cabin. We had dinner at the Stanley Hotel (aka the Overlook of The Shining fame):



and we hiked in Rocky Mountain National Park. Here are my attempts to be Ansel Adams:




We ended the hike in a lovely glacial cirque. It is impossible to describe what it's like to stand in one of those. Pictures can't do it justice. It's just very, very... big. And tall.

I also bought a tin whistle in a Celtic music shop in Estes Park. I'm terribly excited to try it out. My last tin whistle was an awful P.O.S that even my whistly-talented friend Bob couldn't get to play right. So now I have a nice Clarke whistle, and pretty soon I'll be playing My Heart Will Go On with the best of them. I'm going to lock the cat in a closet and practice now.