Tuesday was a day of travel. We drove over 4 hours to Phoenix, shuttled to the airport, and took a flight to Denver that afternoon. We had ridiculous car rental issues, but thanks to a nice and reasonable man we were able to finally get in a vehicle and head to my aunt and uncle's house. It seems that nothing on travel days went as smoothly as we would have liked, but I can't complain since we had an amazing vacation.
Marc and I wanted to take the girls back to Estes Park. We had sweet memories of the last time we were there. Eight years later and things have changed so much. It is still a cute little town, but there were more buildings and people this time. We enjoyed a yummy Mexican lunch which helped satisfy the cravings of some people on the trip. :) We then got back in our car and started driving up into the Rocky Mountains.
You know when you see a bunch of cars pulled over and people walking around that there is something to see. Turns out it was a few elk resting just off the side of the road.
Trying for a family picture, but one particular girl was more interested in taking her own scenic photographs.
Trying again and we have a couple of goofballs.
Finally.
Eight years ago we made a drive into these mountains and came across some snow. The girls hadn't seen much snow at all at this point in their lives, so we had to stop and let them play. 
Marc's goal this year - drive high enough to find snow. This was pretty easy to do since there was a blizzard in the area not too long ago.
One happy girl with snow on her head. She loves snow oh so much.
Building snowmen is her signature thing. It doesn't matter how much snow there is; she will build a snowman.
These chipmunks were running all over the place at Rainbow Curve. The girls have been warned about touching these critters, but as soon as I walk away to check on the girls in the restroom, Macy decides to touch one! Once her sisters heard that they wanted their chance. Apparently Kayla was able to, but Brooke couldn't. She was not happy, but I was happy there were no bites.
It was such a lovely drive up into the mountains, and to not be in a large RV was great too.
On the way back down we found that the elk were up from their rest and eating.
























































