Friday, September 8, 2000

Test time, but he called it an assessment to make it sound less scary I guess.  Passed with a minor mishap of the software.  Off to the mountains....  Mt. Evans to be exact.  14,240 feet in altitude.  Yeah, I got a little shaky in my stomach, but it passed.  It snowed at the top, pretty much a blizzard, which fascinated me.  I got wind-burned on my face though, so it's glowing nicely.  We saw bighorn sheep, mountain goats, and mule deer.  I missed out on the yellow-bellied marmot, otherwise known as the whistle pig, and couldn't find the pika either.  I guess they were smart enough to come in out of the severe weather.  We drove down the mountain and had dinner at Tommyknockers, a quaint little brewpub in Idaho Springs.