I took 116 photos today, almost meeting my record of 119 on our Rockies trip last year. And that’s all the indication anyone needs in order to understand how epic this hike was and how beautiful the alpine is that happens to be right in our back yard.
I wanted to post dozens of photos – this tiny sampling will have to do. We were on the trail at 7 a.m. and got to the col at 11.45 – pretty good! We had the A team (fast hikers and climbers) and the rest of us. The A team did not summit – the wind at the top was epic and the snow wasn’t good. But we did huddle in the lee of the rocks at the top – a top that revealed, all at once, a panorama that had us all gasping in stupefied awe. We wolfed down our sandwiches and slid back down on the snow.
More importantly we absorbed the immense beauty that was all around us. These mountains are queens – lords and ladies of beauty and wonder. This is alpine! This is a landscape that crosses the border between soft and welcoming and tremendously craggy, tough and intimidating – this is the magic of mountains. Walking into their arms – love but be wary.
I don’t know what else to say. Tomorrow I will write an official trip report. Today, I just want to glow in the wonder of how we spent 8.5 hours.
More to come – so much more. Wonderful to share this with my love.