On Friday morning, I awoke to a winter wonderland. We only got 1 or so inches, but it did make the area look neat. It melted away by afternoon.
I hiked up the Glacier Gorge trail system to Black Lake. It was a bit windy and in the low 40's, but I never got too cold. It was very cool to see areas I had seen numerous times in the summer, but this time it was frozen and snow covered.
As I walked around the lake, I could hear occasional cracking of the ice. Along the shoreline, the ice crumpled up like frozen waves.
I was planning on stopping just at Mills Lake, but I was feeling pretty good and continued on to Black Lake. As I neared it, I noticed snow being illuminated by the sun blowing over the Continental Divide. It was pretty magical.
....I noticed a black speck moving up a frozen waterfall. Yeah, that is an ice climber...and yes...he or she is insane. The wind would have to be absolutely howling up there with wind blowing snow on their faces. Ummm, no thanks.
Longs Peak was well illuminated along with Keyboard of the Winds (the pointy spires to the right.)







After enjoying my hike in Wild Basin the week before, I decided to return to it the next week. The weather was much different however. It was much cooler and very, very windy. I am pretty stubborn when I get a place in mind to go to, so I decided to hike despite the less than stellar conditions. My first destination was Sandbeach Lake, which sits just south of Mt. Meeker in Rocky Mountain National Park. The area was very scenic, but the wind was absolutely howling across the lake. I took cover behind a large rock to eat some lunch.
You know it is cold when the wind speed exceeds the temperature by a factor of 2. Brrr!
Pagoda Mtn, Long's Peak, Mt. Meeker
Well, my goal was to climb Chief's Head Peak, the 3rd highest in RMNP, but the wind was pretty miserable. Plus, I knew the view from it would be incredible and I didn't want to capture it with just a camera phone, so I headed back down. I grabbed some dinner in Estes Park (Village Pizza!) and went to visit the elk in Moraine Park again.
On Sunday, I rode my bike out by Deer Creek just outside of Denver. I picked an easier trail since I took such a long hike the day before. The scenery was neat, but I was most amazed by the number of deer I saw. I bet I saw more than 25 deer and not all at once either, but in groups of 4-5. They were everywhere!

I woke up early and headed out to Purgatory to go on the same trail as my first mountain bike ride. Here is a picture of me and pa riding for the first time back in the mid 90's.
Does the scenery look familiar?
The ride was fairly chilly, roughly 40 degrees. The ground was frozen so the mud was not a problem until it started thawing out as I rode back to my car.


Several hours later, I drove over McClure Pass.
I really wanted to drive through Aspen to say I have been in that area. (I didn't see Mary Swanson though... or was it Samsonite?...Haha, I was way off.) I wasn't overwhelmed by the area, although I didn't drive down the famous Maroon Creek Road because of time constraints. I'll try it on my next trip. The aspens in Aspen didn't disappoint though.

The views from Independence Pass was the icing on the cake of an incredible trip.
