The photos are from our last day in the state. It was a gorgeous morning: severe clear, calm winds, and visibility forever. We departed at 7:30 a.m. from Boulder, climbed to altitude, and flew west over the Rocky Mountains to Leadville — the highest airport in North America, at almost 10,000 feet.
Our plane performed perfectly.
After Leadville, it was all downhill! We headed east at 11:30, and with a slight tailwind, made it to just south of Chicago by sunset. The next morning we crossed the border to our home airport and had the plane tucked away by 1 pm.
We consider ourselves very fortunate to have enjoyed such a great trip in our little plane.