For Labor day, I wanted to go visit Mt. Evans. This is about a 2 hour drive from our house and is only open for a short period of time in the summer due to weather. Mt. Evans is famous for being the highest paved road in North America at 14,240 feet.
Despite Brent's lack of enthusiasm for the trip, he agreed to come with Carter and I. We stopped at a deli and bought sandwiches and planned on having a picnic at the top when we arrived. This is where the sabotaging begins....
Shortly after we arrived at the rangers station, Brent started eating his sandwich while driving (no more picnic I guess). Next, he announces to me that we are out of gas and not going to be able to make it to the top. Fishy?....
So, to make a long story short we came within 5 miles of the top and then had to go back down to find some gas. We did get a few pictures at one of the pull over spots and make it down to a gas station in time. I hope to go back next year so that I can say I made it to the top!
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