Oh, about 35 years ago, going again this coming Thanksgiving. Brother in law, Retired Airforce guy, lives there.
Can't remember all the stuff we saw on the sight seeing tour, but no recall of manituau. I do recall feeling what 7000' feels like after a few hours.
I am taking the train this time out of probably Oxnard, instead of flying in. That flight to Colorado springs from Denver is the only flight
I ever got sick on. Not really sick but close.
It was sort of funny too, wife on one side of me, a lady on the other, window side. The lady with window just has to have the window, wife just has to have the isle seat. So all 240 of me is stuffed in the middle. The lady with the window wants to chat, so we chat until I start getting green
then she want to get the fuck out of there. Wife laughs like hell! Man you sure ran her off, big meany! I was fine soon as we went wheels down, but I don't want to do it again. The up and down drafts are fierce there.