U.S. 24 is a lonely highway.

This stretch is between Limon and Colorado Springs.

I love to count windmills when I'm on the open road.

Between Denver to the place they buried Robert's friend, I counted 32.

Inspite of the wind these pictures came out nice! I'm surprised! I'm sure Robert's friend, Clay, was looking down and smiling at me.

We'll all miss you, Clay!