
Yesterday I went on a hike that was just going to be a little hour or so dog walk. When I got to the top of the Bridal Veil Falls, which is at the end of Telluride Valley, I just had to keep going. I was parked at about 9000 feet in altitude, and by the time I got to the top of the trail, I was at about 12,200 feet. This is definitely the highest Izze and Dusty have been, and I think it might be a winner for me as well.

There were some amazing waterfalls and wildflowers on the hike. Its amazing how climbing a mountain is as much a psychological experience, as it is a physical experience. The voice in my head was raging a battle like I’d never seen before.
“We’re almost there.”
“But my legs are tired.”
“We’ve come this far and you want to turn around?”
“I didn’t bring any food or snacks.”
“And your point is?”
“Can I stop and rest?”
“No. Keep going. It’ll totally be worth it.”
… and so the battle raged.

So when I finally got to Blue Lake, an amphitheater of gorgeousness awaited me, and we all took a power nap.
On the way back down, which was much faster and involved far less inner bickering and more a conversation about what I should eat when I got back, I took this panorama of the Telluride Valley. The town of Telluride is just off center to the left.






been there i loved it can’t wait to go back