Hub-a-dub and I recently spent a week camping in Colorado. We spent the first four days in a tiny little historic town that no one’s ever heard of nestled in the San Juan Mountains. Then we drove north to the Rocky Mountain National Park near Boulder, where we finished our trip with another couple of days.
But what you really want is the pictures, right? So I’ll get on with it…
The last time we were there, we took an ATV (4-wheeler) around the Alpine Loop Back Country Byway – a 65-mile tour that includes two 12,000 foot mountain passes. It’s rough terrain in the most gorgeous scenery imaginable, boasting ghost towns of old mining sites, historic landmarks, and more. And more importantly, it’s where Hub-a-dub and I saw our first marmot.
The best part? I’m convinced that we saw the exact same guy, Mr. Marmot, in the exact same spot on the loop this time – three years later. (We didn’t get as good of a picture this time, though.) I can’t tell you how hard that made me laugh. I guess he’s just been up there at altitude, chillin’ out, being a marmot for three years now. Pretty cool.
I don’t know the first thing about photography, but I’m pretty proud of this picture. Through the ruins of an old mining building.
Drinking fresh mountain water straight from a waterfall (we have a steripen) is one of the coolest things I’ve ever done. I look all wind-blown from the ATV; it gets cold up there when you’re going fast! And yes, that was some damn pure water.
We stopped at The Garden of the Gods on our way up to Boulder.
I have hundreds of pictures, but I have to end the blog somewhere. The one thing I didn’t get a shot of that I wish I had was the nosy little jackrabbit who got stuck between our tent and the rain fly, in the small, maybe two-foot square vestibule area. He woke us up with a loud thump-thump-thump as he tried to jump through the wall of our tent; he couldn’t see the mesh in the dark. I was so afraid that we’d run into a bear that night, since we’d packed in and were pretty isolated, but a hilarious little bunny was a nice surprise.
I thought for sure he’d freak out when we turned a light on and he realized he was trapped, which is why I didn’t take a picture, but he was totally calm. He just sat there and stared at us all like, “Hey guys. What’s up? You sleeping? That’s cool.” We couldn’t open our tent to undo the rain fly, though, because we didn’t want him to hop into our actual tent or scratch us. And we couldn’t go around to unzip it because both of our shoes were under that side of the vestibule and it was pouring rain all night. Finally, Hub-a-dub shone the light under the tiny two-inch gap between the vestibule and the ground so Mr. Bunny could find his way back out. He hopped over, nibbled on our boot laces, and wiggled under. 🙂
We had an incredible trip! Are any of you going on vacation this summer?Share this: