This was worth paying for. The kids talked about riding a cog train to the top of Pike's Peak in Colorado before our trip, on the way there, up and down the mountain, throughout the rest of our trip, and they haven't stopped talking about it and asking more and more questions.
We started out with Rose on Jack's lap and Elijah on my lap and through the course of the 30 minute ride all the kids traded places multiple times to get the good views and equal parental time.
When Jack told me to bring jackets for us and I packed our suitcases, the temperature display in my car was at 109 degrees in Texas. I think that's the highest it goes. I couldn't imagine anything cold enough to warrant an actual winter coat. So I packed these jacket that were enough for the rest of our trip, but they weren't really doing the trick in the 40 degree wind at the 14,000+ feet summit. We had plenty of time at the top, but after the kids took a quick look around at the view, I took them all to the restroom and then sat in the cafe/gift shop while Jack took more pictures and really took in the view. I was feeling a little sick anyway, experiencing all the symptoms they tell you about when they're encouraging you to drink lots of water to stave off altitude sickness.
This was right before we got back on the train, and I love how you can see the cogs on the track behind us, along with New Mexico, or maybe that was Kansas, Oklahoma, or Utah. You can see them all from Pike's Peak.
Rose wasn't in the picture because she was having a full-on melt-down. She couldn't even walk in a straight line. I totally understood. It was cold, her head was going in circles, and she was feeling really, really dizzy. She (and I) slept most of the way back down, and then we were fine.
Jack spent days drawing cog wheels and cog tracks after we got home. So fun!
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