As I rode through New Mexico toward Bandolier National Momument Park I enjoyed the change in scenery. 

However nothing could prepare me for my first glimpse of the Rocky Mountains from the ground. The road had been a gradual incline for miles and miles. All of a sudden we came both around a bend and to the crest of a hill. 

BAM!!!  There to the north in what must have been Colorado I saw this. 

I had to stop. I was humbled, speechless and in awe of the magnificence of our great United States Of America.  I believe there was a tear in my eye. It was beautiful. 

This set this day apart from all the others thus far. 

Cheers.