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Friday, August 24, 2018

Martha drops by, and Leon swims two lakes on one hike...

Last week a longtime friend, Martha, came up from Albuquerque to spend a week with her daughter in Montrose. It had been a while since Martha had hiked a mountain, let alone above timberline. So she called Bobbie. Who better to call for an alpine "fix?"

Not wanting to kill her on one of our "Dubious Duo" footslogs to Hell and back, we opted for the meandering visual feast from Bullion King Lake to the oh-so-blue Columbine Lake. After reassurances that we would be home in time for Happy Hour, Leon decided to join us. It had been a couple years since he had gone for a dip in an icy-lake, and this hike offered a rare opportunity to notch a "twofer." And we're off... 

Bullion King lake

With most kids back in their holding cells, we had an almost solitary hike. Resting easy at the foot of a picturesque cirque, Bullion King Lake seldom disappoints passers by...nor fisherman, for that matter. 

Temps were a tad chilly for a morning swim, so Leon decided to catch Bullion King on the return. Besides, we had some "work" to do if Martha was to lay eyes on Columbine Lake's insane blue-ness. Thus began our slow climb up and out of Bullion's Bowl.

We plodded up and over a bald, sun-scorched ridge, then tripped along a rock-strewn bench graced with patches of autumnal tundra. 

Oh summer, my truest love. I miss thee before you're gone.

A portrait op...then, "Her Majesty."

Columbine Lake: Clear-as-glass...blue as the petals on her namesake flower. 

Leon's itching to swim....right after he navigates the slippery slope down to the shoreline. On the way he notices a couple gals beat him into the ice water.

Leon, getting ready to swim in the Ice Cold waters of Columbine Lake.

We watched Leon from the "cheap seats." All too soon it was time to turn our backs on the sapphire gem.

On our return trip Bobbie spotted a rock structure above us, near the foot of an in-spired ridge-line. Leon and I hustled up to check it out, finding remnants of an old cookstove along with an assortment of other rusty treasures. Certainly the constructers made good use of the materials at hand, but with no mortar between rocks we imagined it could be a bit drafty on cold nights.

We looked for Martha's missing jacket on the way back, apparently it slipped from her pack somewhere on our way to Columbine. It's always difficult to retrace our exact route. Even though we used a spread formation search, we never did find her jacket. 

Another portrait above Bullion King Lake...

Time for Leon's second swim.

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Click this LINK to view a short Youtube video. WARNING: Rated PG 13 for partial nudity (sorry Leon).


  1. Well, even Leon's nakedness couldn't keep me from trying to find the musician, and what fun, I was successful by typing in some of the lyrics. Thanks for that little treat in the midst of the great photos and video.

    1. If Dylan was born a wounded woman instead of man, he would sound like Mary...

    2. Talk about real life and heartache...

  2. Glad you took it easy on Martha. I still want to get to Columbine Lake one day...

  3. Oh Boy this post made me happy! Summertime fun! Keep on keepin on! -Scamp

  4. Puts one in mind of the alpine lakes cloistered in the Olympic Range (Pac NW)
    . . . water so cold you shout as you surface

    Leon's a madcap

  5. Beautiful lake pic's, I so hope to see them someday! I agree with Leon, you just have to take a dip!

  6. What would summer be without a shot of Leon jumping into a cold mountain lake! Looks to me like we need to be extending our hike over Bullion on up to Columbine next summer. Gorgeous blue!!


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