Rocky Mountain National Park
I know it is pretty ridiculous, but even though I have lived in Colorado for almost eight years, I have never hiked in Rocky Mountain National Park or even visited it since doing the where-should-I-live Great American Western Road Trip of 2005. At least until now, when Casey and her roommate Arissa proposed going there for a day trip during the Memorial Day weekend.
So Arissa, Casey, Diana, Katia and I piled into a Honda Accord and headed towards Estes Park. Considering how warm it has been in Colorado lately, we were astonished to see that most of the trails were still buried under a couple feet of snow.
We ended up hiking about 6.4 miles from Bear Lake Rd. to The Lock—a picturesque lake surrounded by snow-capped peaks that reminded me a bit of Lake O’Hara at Yoho National Park in Canada. One guy was even relaxing between some lakeside trees on a hammock while Katia, about 100 feet away, was feeding chipmunks nuts and a Clif Bar.
It was a good trip. Better late than never.
