Colorado did not disappoint - not very surprising given how much I love the mountains. And in summer the dramatic skies, the snow topped pics, the picturesque lakes, the crisp air of the altitude, the scenic drives, the omnipresent wildlife, the dark nights and brightest stars... it just never fails to give me the chills.
After crossing miles and miles and miles of cereal fields in much flatter Nebraska, I hiked all the way up to a remote mountain lake and I hiked all the way down to a canyon river - two of the gnarliest hikes I’ve ever done. I passed by many really cool ski towns and went to see a huge sand dune in the middle of nowhere. I got a little taste of outdoors enthusiasts filled Denver and visited the pretty amazing ancient cliff dwellings of Mesa Verde.
A lot to see and do and yet I made sure to enjoy my evenings at camp, mostly cooking on the fire and baking cakes. And letting a deer snack on my beloved plant as I was nerding out at an evening Ranger’s program - luckily, leaves aside, there’s nothing duct tape can’t fix.
Not sure where time is going because I’m still not bored of this and can’t wait to be back in the Rockies in a few weeks.
#myepicamericanroadtrip