*****************************taken from the car, out the window (That's why it's a little foggy.)*****************************_________________________________________________________________________________________________________
"You're going to laugh at me," I said as I stared at the Bighorn Mountains through the windshield.
"What?"
"I think the mountains are scary." I waited for Tim to tease me or laugh. He didn't.
"Yeah, they kind of...loom." He spoke exactly the words I was thinking.
As we rounded the bend outside of Gillette, Wyoming, these mountains were suddenly there. I couldn't figure out how they just appeared. First, they were just a low, black silhouette. As Tim and I continued to talk and marvel at their grandeur, he told me that when he first spotted them while he was scanning the horizon, he thought they might be storm clouds. Then, he saw the snowcaps, and it hit him. Those are mountains, not clouds! He is much more observant than I am, so of course he had seen them first.
"Look!"
I looked in the direction he pointed, and sure enough there they were. As we got closer, they kept getting bigger. When you don't spend much time around mountains, it's hard to take your eyes off of them. While you know they are huge, it's difficult to grasp their enormity. Not only do they get bigger and bigger, they seem to be there forever. Maybe that's why they loom.
3 comments:
nice blog
That is probably the thing I remember most about seeing the mountains. I remember being in Colorado and seeing something in the distance that looked like clouds and the closer we got I realized it was the mountains. Nice Pictures.
Beautiful pictures. That's the Close Encounters mountain thingy, isn't it? Makes me want mashed potatoes.
You all are wearing jackets, is it that chilly?
Did you take pix of Mt. Rushmore?
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