You forget how big the USA is and how empty some parts of it are. Flying from Los Angeles to Denver is a good reminder. On the way, you cover hundreds of miles of uninhabited land. It wasn't until I reached Denver that it dawned on me that we must have flown over the Grand Canyon. Well, of course, we did. I also noticed a ski town southwest of Denver. Everyone assured me it was Telluride. Later I saw a tourist guide that confirmed it must have been.
The pics -- assuming they work -- are of what I think is the canyon and Telluride.