Rawah Wilderness - A Challenge

The basics stay the same but the colors change. And you never know what to expect. I love the Rocky Mountains.

We took a two-day, 20-mile hike through the Rawah Wilderness for Steve's 25th Birthday this past weekend. It was moderately difficult, and if it wasn't for him, I may not have had the courage to press on. Press on. He challenged me. We made it over Grassy Pass (11,250 feet!) and onward to camp at Lower Sandbar Lake.

Blue skies. Not a soul in sight. Quiet moments. Reflection. Hope.

Happy Birthday, honey - I love you!

A Reminder

Sometimes I forget why Steve and I moved to Colorado. It's a gorgeous, soul-awakening place. It's full of raw, untapped beauty. I forget the colorful sunsets and the big-open-blue-skies. I forget what it's like to stand on top of a summit and breathe in crisp mountain air and...wait. Hear. Nothing. It pierces my soul. 

But, then, the everyday nonsense gets in the way; washing dishes, working, laundry, errands, fixing and mending and the like. I rarely leave FoCo and my "familiar" surroundings. Ordinary becomes content.

Sweeping plains with red earth at Devil's Backbone (Blue Sky Trail)

It's a beautiful 13.0 mile long trail (we only did but a fraction of it).

So, I received a friendly reminder of why we moved to CO. Inhale. Take a look at its beauty. Smile.