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Just Call Me Jeremiah

I recently went on vacation, 2 weeks even.  It was glorious.  I headed to Colorado to enjoy the fall, but instead I wound up enjoying the arrival of an early winter.  The first week I spent in Estes Park, just outside Rocky Mountain National Park.  I had never been there before and was looking forward to some hiking and biking.  Due to the cold temperatures (dropped to 10 degrees one night), biking was out.  However I did do some hiking.  In particular, I took a 5 hour hike to a mountain lake who's name I forget.  As I hiked higher into the mountains, the snow kept piling up and the people around me kept dropping off.  Finally, I ended up alone at the little mountain lake: barren, frozen, cold, isolated.  Here's a picture:


I felt a little bit like Jeremiah Johnson:

This was my first experience hiking any real distance in the snow.  Although I don't particularly like the cold, I really enjoyed it.  Something about the quiet, the solitude, the barren landscape.  Perhaps I'll try it again.

Reader Comments (1)

Looks beautiful. Kind of like Houston, only different.

November 1, 2009 | Unregistered CommenterBryan
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