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Day 57 - Rocky Mountain National Park

Ever since I decided to go west for my big trip, I had dreamed of high mountain lakes with snowy peaks arching in every direction, with chilly air making every moment crisp, and with clear skies bringing all into perfect focus-- pure bliss.  Today was the first of many great mountain lake days to come. 

Hiking here was far easier here than in the San Juans because the snow was packed down on the trail, but I brought my mini crampons for the downhill. I made it safely past a narrow ridge with narly black peaks across the gorge (pic 1), then up to Mills Lake (pic 2) then Jewel Lake then the Loch (pic 3) then down before the afternoon rain started falling. 




I hiked around some lower, more accessible lakes but the sky was now overcast and pictures no good.  I drove up the open portion of the Ridge road amid a very light dusting of snow before heading back to camp for dinner and bedtime. I did manage to capture some fine Elk grazing in a meadows on the return trip and a glowing sunset over the white mountain peaks near camp. 








 
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  1. David FrankstoneMay 20, 2015 at 4:02 PM

    Hila monsters, rattle snakes, big horned sheep and elk. And people at Wal Mart. What is next?

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    1. LeeMay 20, 2015 at 4:05 PM

      I saw a dozen Peregrine Falcons soaring in a lovely canyon today. Beautiful but not scary is best.

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    efforts on managing the people who visit the park. Educating them on the proper use of the natural resources, https://rockymountainairpurifiers.com/

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