Saturday, August 22, 2009

Rocky Mountain High

See that little white speck on the top of Mt. Crested Butte? Well that's me, believe it or not. On our last full day in Crested Butte, we decided to spend the morning hiking to the summit and back.

The Silver Queen lift was open and for a mere $15 we could hitch a ride up to the summit trail.

Warnings were abundant on the sign leading to the trail, but we were brave and we continued.

The trail started out pretty tame, much like any other hiking trail.

Then there were some steps.

We found we had to rest a bit along the way.

We even made a few friends. Someone had clearly been feeding the chipmunks. But despite the warnings on the sign, I didn't bring any food and I had nothing to give them.

These little guys were there, too, darting in amongst the rocks. I can barely see this one, he blends in so well. (He's really there, I swear.)

The trail became rockier.

And rockier

This is what I hiked (crawled) over to get up the last section. The trail was nonexistent at that point.

I took a couple of scary looking self-portraits when I reached the summit.

There were some incredible views from the top of that mountain peak.

See what I mean?


Can you believe I was all the way up there on that little pointy part?

Afterwards, we went back to our room and got cleaned up and then headed to the Spa for massages. Chris had the Swedish. I had the hot stone. We were both told "allow yourself to notice the quality of light behind your eyelids" and "allow yourself to notice the massage table supporting your weight." Umm, I could have lived without that part, but the massage itself was nice.

As was fitting, we spent our last evening in Crested Butte hanging with our favorite bartender, Jeffro, at the Forest Queen.

Must get back to Crested Butte soon, hopefully for good.

1 comment:

Laurie said...

Beautiful photos - sounds like you guys had a great trip!