Ignoring the forecast, we piled into Petroleous Rex for one final hike with John and Joalenn Q.. Sue Bee could have made Yankee Boy Basin, but in case of downpours and lightening I thought Pet Rex, with its high ground clearance and low range four wheel drive, would give us some dryer options for wildflower and wild-country viewing, not to mention test Joalenn's tolerance for vertical drop-off jeep trails :)
We parked just beyond Yankee Boy Basin and waded waist-high blooms—took a gazillon photos—then got down to the business of hiking up, up, up, to Wrights Lake. It lies at the sacred feet of our local icon, Mount Sneffels, one of Colorado's 54 14'000 foot peaks.
Everything was saturated, the vegetation, the ground, the air. Sodden clouds sagged into valleys, too heavy to hold their place amongst peaks. It didn't take long for the rain to come. Bobbie and I slipped into our rain gear, as did the Q's...but then did us one better: Umbrellas, with metal poles. You know your hiking with Easterners when they break out lightening rods above timberline…amid thunderstorms. Oh well, it was a good excuse to put a little distance between us and them.
Joalenn, (aka "the anchor," according to The Boonster) had acclimated well to Colorado's lofty heights; she had no problems and made good time at 12,000 feet. As she strode the last few steps to Wright's Lake, she blurted out, "Someone needs to tell Boonie that the "boat anchor" made it!" Indeed, Joalenn's got game…
|Wright's Lake with Mount Sneffels hidden in the clouds|
|It's interesting how the flow of talus stops so abruptly now that their are no glaciers to "urge" them on|