We started the day with the gorgeous view of snow-covered mountains outside our window. With partially blue skies, it was a much more welcomed site than last night's storm and chaos. The interstate looked to still be moving slow, but it was moving better than it had been. We'd made plans the night before to catch up with a friend near Denver this morning, so we hit the road in effort to make it to our destination by 10:00am. The roads were still rather sketchy - towards Silverthorne, we couldn't see pavement through the snow/slush/ice... but the closer we got to Denver, the better the road conditions became. We ended up being early rather than late. We had a wonderful visit and conversation with Alan, who made the 45 min drive from Boulder to meet us. I wish we could have stayed longer, but I was already dreading the long, flat drive again... so after a couple of hours, we headed out to tackle the plains states.
That part of the drive has been mellow, for the most part. We saw lots of abandoned vehicles along the side of the highway - evidence of the crazy weather the night before. We stopped for dinner somewhere between North Platte and Kearny, NE. Now we are in far-western Iowa and I just handed the reigns of the Jeep over to Aaron to drive - I can't do it anymore.
I can't say for sure whether or not we'll make it back without pulling off for the night - that'll probably be up to Aaron to decide. For now, I'm going to power-nap.