From the deck off our bedroom…Ypsilon Mountain
It is always with mixed emotions that we pack up to leave either the mountains or the prairie. Summer has gone from the mountains, fall is fading and it is time for us to head east. There will be one more River blog, but it needs a bit more time.
This morning, we got a beautiful parting gift…a spectacular sunrise. All day yesterday, snow fell on the mountains in the Park. Rising, the sun turned everything pink for just a few minutes. It was magic. Now Trail Ridge Road is closed, maybe not for the season, but certainly for the next few days. We hear reports of four feet of new snow up there. We are in the middle of the elk rut and people are flocking to Estes Park from near and far to watch the elk in their annual courting, defending, bugling rituals. Truly, pictures speak better than my words. So here, for your enjoyment are some images from our sunrise this morning, and a few of our Rocky Mountain Fall.
Color in Rocky…Hallett's Peak and Flat Top Mountain in the back
Himself, in the early morning
Back in Little Valley, Kristi stops for afternoon tea, while Tonya the turkey looks in the window
(Lyn Ferguson photo)
…and yes, Tonya is a wild turkey who hangs out here
Color flanking Little Valley Road
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Aspen turning…up close and very personal
Farewell to Windwalker…for now
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