 Well, here's a quick fun fact. The song America the Beautiful, the one that goes, Oh, beautiful for gracious skies, for amber waves of grain. Well, it was written by a woman while she rode the Cog Railroad train up the 14,000 feet of Pikes Peak. She stared out over the massive Great Plains from her elevated location and was overwhelmed by the beauty. I've been up Pikes Peak four times, twice by train, once by car, and once by foot, and I can vouch for that beauty.