Well I crossed over the line to Canada this morning.
The border guard was armed only with a computer. He checked my passport but didn't want to give me a stamp. Well I talked him into it, and now have a official Canada stamp on my passport.
You would think I hiked way up the mountain for this shot, but these sheep were right along the road.
Got the train to honk and got its picture. It was hauling coal to be converted into electricity, to be converted to carbon in the atmosphere. Any rail fans know what kind of locomotive that is?
To keep the birds off the power poles the line company builds these nests along the power line. I have seen lots of these nests but this is the first one I saw occupied, and this bird did not like me stopping close to the nest.
Quite the house
Down town Golden. It is a great place to play.