Like a light being switched on, a cold, wet May has turned into a dry, very hot June, which means hiking season has begun. I took the photograph on the left of my sister Susan and late brother-in-law George back in July of 2001. Back then we used to do a lot of hiking in the mountains, mostly at Rocky Mountain National Park. Susan and George would drive to Estes Park from Fort Collins, and I from Denver, where we would meet and take a single car into the park. The common wisdom is to get an early start, so that you are down off the mountain by noon. However, we always started in the afternoon, so that we would be down off the mountain in time for happy hour back in Estes Park. What can I say? It worked for us.
There is no way to tell by looking at the previous photograph where it was taken, but I know for a fact that the photo on the right, from the same day, was taken on a trail underneath the Flatirons in Boulder, where we also used to hike. The trail starts at Chautauqua Park, and leads up to the top of the Flatirons. It is a less strenuous hike than the ones we took in Rocky Mountain National Park, and has the added benefit of being just a few miles away from the Pearl Street Mall, which is always a fun place to visit. Makes me want to head up to Boulder right now, hike for a few hours, and then celebrate with a beer at one of the Pearl Street Mall's local bistros.
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