That's my six foot three inch—body by CrossFit—son, Caleb, approaching "Bridge of Heaven" on a hike with Bobbie. The snow is about gone above timberline, which means the long-awaited wildflower season is upon us.
The afternoon monsoons have cranked up and I, for one, am thrilled. Daily storms now temper summer's heat to 70's instead of 80 something. I know "80 something" doesn't sound hot to most of you, but it's sweltering for mountain dwellers. To boot, we will be heading above timberline to take in wildflower season now; elevations of 12 to 14,000 feet account for another 10 to 15 degree drop in temperature. Ahhhh, Central Air in the Mountain Time Zone.
Of course we will be dodging thunder and lightening, so early starts are critical. So I best be going now. Check back in if you want to see some purdy rainbows of flowers, turquoise blue lakes, and frothy white waterfalls.
MoJo is slowly returning…I sure missed that guy.
Thanks to readers Leslie (Sunny) and Al Miranda for stopping by the gallery to say hi yesterday.
|Caleb, Bobbie, and the ever mysterious, seldom photographed, Boonie…and, of course, Coffee Girl, his faithful companion.|
|Red Mountain takes center stage. If you look close you can see the Million Dollar Highway stringing out at the mountain's base|
|Caleb plays "lightening rod" at Bridge of Heaven. Halfway done, now for the hike down—five and a half miles of toe-jam|
|Six Wheel Drive Swiss Army Transport|
|Hot Springs Pool|
|Above and Below: Mine Shacks One and Two, cliffside, overlooking Lovely Ouray. We live in the house with Imax Windows on the left. Looks like I need to mow the lawn...|