Hoser and Litespeed should get a kick out of this, they know how I am about heights.

Last weekend the wife and I took a couple of the grandkids to the Royal Gorge, in Colorado. This is a suspension bridge, that basically goes nowhere. It is 1053 feet above the river and was built in 1929 as a tourist attraction by the city of Canon City, Colorado to draw in some of the "big money" that was being spent in nearby Colorado Springs by the "rich easterners". Needless to say, their timing was awful, it was finished in the fall of 1929, just in time for the great depression.

If you guys could only have seen me trying to walk accross this thing, as it was swaying in the breeze, with cars, buses, and motorcycles going by. For the first few feet, I tried hanging onto the railing, but it almost felt like a magnate was trying to pull me over the edge. I was sweating like a snowman in July!! All this time I am thinking that not only my wife, but the grandkids have already gone accross. After much sweating and cursing at myself (the trip was my idea), I decided that the best thing to do was to watch for someone who was completely oblivious to the height and motion, and try to fall in line behind them. Right then comes along an Air Force captain with one kid on his shoulders, and another in tow. I jumped right in line and was quickly to the other side, of course I still had to get back, but then that is another story.

That looks totally awsome, and kinda freakie!

Glad you made it across but wonder how you got back!

nice country out there. has anyone ever heard of a place called hidden lake ? somewhere near denver i think. How did you get back to the other side ?

I got lucky, a little shuttle bus came along, and we all jumped on it for the return trip!! That was a really good thing, as by that time it was raining with thunder and lightning. With the weather, I don't know if I could have made it back accross!!

This little canyon is just over a thousand feet deep, and is only a thousand feet accross. At places, the walls are virtually vertical, at the point where the bridge is, the walls are about 75 degrees, that is really STEEP.

When I was a kid there was a lake that we all called "Mud Lake", it was so shallow, that we could wade almost the entire way accross it. In later years, there were homes built around it, and they now call it "Hidden Lake". It is about 10 miles from my house.