The first time we tried, we were in our old 28 ft motorhome, and even though the road up the mountain was open, it hadn't been paved yet, and was rough with potholes of melting snow. We made it up to almost 12,000' before the lack of oxygen and the steep, narrow road finally got to me, and Jan did a 30 point turn on a hairpin curve, and we went down again.
The second time we went there, many years later, but also in spring, the road was still closed due to snow. So we were hoping the third time would be the charm! It certainly looked hopeful - it was a clear blue sky - no storms up top today.
"Are we going all the way up there?!?" "I hope so!"
Soon we were above the tree line, but then we found ourselves in a 'traffic jam'. All the vehicles were stuck up around a hairpin curve. No one could move. Then a truck came down from the top, removed the orange traffic cones, and declared the road open to the top. So here we go!!
The road became even narrower as it switchbacked up the mountain, with 10 mph hairpin curves, and no guard rails. With drop-offs on my side, it was like looking down out of an airplane!
Then we rounded one last curve, and suddanly we were at the top! The guys piled out, and Jan tried to get Owen and Efreet to pose on the sign, but the ledge wasn't big enough to hold them...
Efreet and Owen thank Jan too - without him they'd never have been in any pictures to prove to people that they'd actually been up there. After all, how many dolls get to climb mountains?