After turning off the paved road at Livermore, Colorado the drive to Red Feather Lakes gets interesting. The dirt road always made for an adventure. The junkyards, oil derricks, animal farms and other signs of civilization dropped away. The scenery became more and more about nature. Ranches, farms, and cabins were the only manmade scenes. The mountains, hills, and ridges get more impressive as the drive progressed. I always was scanning for wildlife since you never knew when the Mule Deer, Antelope, rabbit or Elk would appear around the corner. In 1968 my parents purchased a Mercury Cougar and it replaced the Corvair as the vehicle to escape to the mountains into for the next few years.
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