Whisperings of Color
After our Crested Butte ride, Snowcatcher and I camped at one of our favorite places along Mill Creek. This area also is access to one of my favorite wilderness areas – the West Elk Wilderness. We've spent a lot of time here backcountry skiing, hiking, harvesting wild raspberries and dodging lightning.
We had planned to ride again on day two of our adventure. However, a small wet system put the kibosh on that. Riding wet trails isn't too cool from a rutting standpoint. Plus, Zeus was active; I'm convinced he has a thunderbolt with my name on it.
After enjoying the drizzle softly ping against our vehicle off and on throughout the night, we enjoyed taking pictures in the early morning mist. We also decided to slowly work our way back home, hitting leaf areas along the way.
Our home away from home is ready for another day in the sticks.
Mill Creek still had a fair amount of green. However, where the leaves had changed, the colors were spectacular.
We bid Mill Creek a farewell, for now.
Eastbound, we decided to check out South Park's Michigan Creek and Georgia Pass area because it usually has a good display of color. Better yet, there are moose in the wetlands. Sometimes you get lucky enough to see one.
The aspen were close to peaking here.
Many places were almost surreal.
Snowcatcher went to work catching images.
But I kept waiting for fairies to appear.
Thanks for the color Georgia Pass; we'll see you next year!
Adios
