It felt so good to be back in the mountains! I didn't realize how much I missed them until I caught my first glimpse of them; then it felt like my heart would burst from happiness.
I visited two national parks in Colorado that weren't really that great for hiking, but were absolutely gorgeous.
Great Sand Dune National Park has 750 foot sand dunes. They just appear out of nowhere and you're like, "Wait, what?" I enjoyed the scenery but did not feel the need to climb up all that sand. That is the opposite of fun.
The other national park I saw was Black Canyon of the Gunnison. Oh my holy! My jaw dropped when I got my first glimpse of it.
The pictures just don't do it justice. There wasn't really a good angle to get a picture from; part of it was always in shadows. But this canyon is immense; it took my breath away.
I wasn't too far from Crested Butte, which is where Nancy and I went on one of my favorite hikes ever. It is the wildflower capital of the world! Or at least, Colorado. So I was excited to revisit this spot. I think I just missed the peak of the wildflowers by about a week, but I still really enjoyed my Sunday morning hike on this easy trail with the Maroon Bells Wilderness looming in front of me.
My time in Colorado concluded with a visit to Grand Junction to see Brian and drive through Colorado National Monument. (I hardly spent any time there and I promise I'll go back an appreciate it more in the future!) And then, I was off to Utah to move into my new apartment!
I visited two national parks in Colorado that weren't really that great for hiking, but were absolutely gorgeous.
Great Sand Dune National Park has 750 foot sand dunes. They just appear out of nowhere and you're like, "Wait, what?" I enjoyed the scenery but did not feel the need to climb up all that sand. That is the opposite of fun.
(The mountains in the background are responsible for the creation of these dunes.)
The other national park I saw was Black Canyon of the Gunnison. Oh my holy! My jaw dropped when I got my first glimpse of it.
The pictures just don't do it justice. There wasn't really a good angle to get a picture from; part of it was always in shadows. But this canyon is immense; it took my breath away.
I wasn't too far from Crested Butte, which is where Nancy and I went on one of my favorite hikes ever. It is the wildflower capital of the world! Or at least, Colorado. So I was excited to revisit this spot. I think I just missed the peak of the wildflowers by about a week, but I still really enjoyed my Sunday morning hike on this easy trail with the Maroon Bells Wilderness looming in front of me.
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