On Eureka’s summit, 13,507 ft., looking down to Eureka and Hermit lakes and the Wet Mountain Valley. Continuing with our exploration of the Northern Sangre de Cristos, we backpacked up San Isabel Creek and climbed Eureka Mountain last weekend. Two years ago, Christy and I looked down on San Isabel Lake from the summit of Hermit Peak to the north, and knew we would have to camp there some day...
We tried to stay optimistic, but in the end the weather ruled the day. It’s that time of summer, when the “monsoonal flow” brings regular wet weather to the state. The forecast for last weekend looked less than ideal for any sort of outdoor adventure, but we had made plans to go on a backpacking mission, so we headed out anyway. It’s hard knowing not going, right? The goal was...
Our South Fork Pass camp. It has been unusually hot and very crowded around town, so we decided to escape on a little camping trip last weekend. And whereas we often seek solitude in far away places, we took a chance on a local spot where we’ve always wanted to camp, up by South Fork Pass. (more…)
A backpack and trail run around North Crestone Lake, Comanche Pass, the Phantom Terrace, and 13ers.
North Apostle, Ice Mountain and West Apostle, left to right, frame the valley on the hike in, under cloudy but dry skies. Lake Ann and the west peak were our destination. The wilderness rehabilitation continues and for the second week in a row, we managed to escape the summer crowds and find a little peace and quiet. Well, it was quiet at least with regards to the lack of people,...
We made a trip to the Maze District of Canyonlands National Park for a little backpacking.
Sometime around mid-August we are all ready for a break from the summer season. Between the traffic and resulting people, the heat and the apex of the busy work season, the overall hectic pace of life in and around Aspen usually results in a desire to just ‘get out’ for a bit. Sometimes all that is needed is some sort of catalyst. Saturday was my birthday. And with that said, the trip up to the remote lakes bearing the name...
His Holiness the Dalai Lama was in Aspen this past weekend.
It’s July 16th, a.k.a. the most important day of the year, and if you haven’t seen Christy and her long red dress and wished her a happy birthday yet, you can still acknowledge the significance of the day at the Aspen Club tennis courts until 8, then at the Sky until about 10 and finally at the Belly Up for the ‘Jes Grew’ reunion show until midnight(w/ cake, thanks Troy)....
A Sangre adventure to ski Blanca and Ellingwood Point.
We met in Aspen in 2000 and have been happily stuck in the rockies ever since, getting out in the mountains every day we can, in every season and by all means possible. Read More
