Maroon Bells and Fall Colors

We're back from a whirlwind but fun trip to Aspen! Jennefer wanted to get me out for my first opportunity to see the Maroon Bells mountains up close, and we were also hoping for some good views of Fall colors. We only had a few days for this trip, as we had to squeeze it into our surprising full schedule. We left Monday mid-morning, after John's visit. We took a slightly longer and slower route, that routed us over Independence Pass. I've heard so many good things about that pass over the years, that I was hoping it would be worth the detour, to finally see it. 

We started seeing some Fall colors, as soon as we got a little bit West on highway I-70. We pulled off into a scenic viewpoint above Dillon Reservoir and the town of Frisco, and snapped our first Fall color pictures. 

Some pretty Fall color all by itself, on the side of Sheep Mountain, to the northwest of the Robinson Tailings pond, along highway 9/91 just before Fremont Pass. 

We stopped for a delicious Fajitas lunch at Casa Sanchez in the high altitude town of Leadville, which has the highest paved airport in the continental United States. I remember this, since I flew there with an instructor on my mountain flying checkout, and then some years later, I flew a friend and his daughters there. I've even got a Leadville souvenir coffee mug in my kitchen cabinet, that proclaims that I've landed there. 

We saw some amazing Fall colors along the way up highway 82 to Independence Pass. Most of the colors were on one side of the road or the other, but here, there was a short section of lush yellow leaves on both sides. 

This was all new territory for Mandy too, and she was busy enjoying the new smells, while we were snapping pictures of the Fall colors. 

We stopped at the Continental Divide, which crosses the road at Independence Pass. There was a breathtaking view of the surrounding mountains from the end of the paved path to the scenic overlook, but it sure was cold and windy up there! 

You can see Jennefer's hair blowing in the wind at the viewpoint (I would've lost my hat, except for the handy Tilley hat's chin strap), and she's gritting her teeth from the cold, while she waits for me to take the picture (sorry, but I just HAD to include this pic to show our chilly and windy distress! ;-) On our way back down the short trail to the car, we were getting hit by snow pellets. 

More Fall colors, on the way down from Independence Pass.

I caught a few of the redder colors from the road, as we were driving past a meadow that was covered in tall reddish grass. 

This is a two-way road. Wow. Super narrow. 

Some colors on a hillside, as we were getting close to the town of Aspen. 

After we arrived at our hotel in Aspen, we were treated to a pleasant view of Fall colors on the mountainside visible from the front door. I snapped this pic when taking Mandy out for a break before dinner. 

Tuesday Morning. We were glad to have researched the hike to see Maroon Bells before we left Denver, because we learned that driving to the trailhead during the 8-5 daytime was not allowed, and reservations were required to ride the Shuttle bus down. They also said that a parking lot reservation would be required, even to drive ourselves down to the trailhead early in the morning before 8am. We found that all of those parking lot reservations were long gone, probably booked up months in advance. We later heard that there is always a long line of photographers, with their cameras on tripods, every morning at sunrise, to film the Maroon Bells at their finest moment. So we found ourselves lucky to grab a shuttle bus reservation for 11:15am on Tuesday. Here's the view out the back door, after picking up our shuttle bus tickets at the Aspen Highlands Ski Area. 

There was already a pretty view of the Fall colors and mountains, even from the Shuttle drop off area. 

The foliage around Maroon Lake provided a beautifully colorful lead-in to the view of the Maroon Bells, as we were starting our hike. We could see some clouds starting to form around the tops of the Bells to the west, which was the way we would be hiking. Hmm...

We really liked this particularly tall stand of Aspen trees by the trail. 

We saw just a few of the wild critters out in this area. I would've gotten a better picture of this deer grazing amidst the Aspens, except that some hikers went off the trail to get closer to it, which of course spooked it, so it was on its way out, when I snapped this pic. It stopped for a moment, to peek at us through the trees. 

This photo should give you a pretty good idea of what the trail was like. Lots of rocks and tricky footing along the way. Not bad, if you're looking where you're going. 

This is perhaps my favorite picture of the Maroon Bells from this hike. 

Interesting look up the hill at the sun through thin clouds, on our way up the trail. 

More Fall Aspen colors, as we're heading down the trail, with a new perspective. 

One last look back at the Maroon Bells, now enshrouded in what we will soon realize are rain clouds. 

At first we just heard these, thinking they were birds, but later we saw a few of them - wild and very cute Pikas. This one kept peeking out at us from different spots, and then finally just came right out on some rocks by the trail, and posed for a picture.

Seeing more pretty reds, as we are hurrying down the trail in the rain. 

I really liked something about this dark rock and the yellow leaves. 

Pretty raindrops on an Aspen leaf, stuck to the side of an interesting rock. 

Cold wet view of Maroon Lake through wet Aspen leaves, on our way back down in the rain. 

This was our last view of Fall colors at Maroon Bells, as we're waiting for the shuttle bus to come and take us back to the car. 

Wednesday morning. Raining steadily, with a little sunlight peeking through every once in awhile. Already time to be heading back home. We found a delightful little breakfast restaurant named Poppycock's, where we enjoyed our favorite breakfast combination. 

We were planning to make a big loop of it, and head home by way of  heading North to Carbondale and Glenwood Springs, then I-70 East to Denver. While we were eating, I got a popup notice on my phone, warning me that highway I-70 was closed just east of Glenwood Springs. So we headed back the way we came - East on highway 82 and back over Independence Pass. The wet Aspen and low lying clouds looked really nice to me, as we were climbing the hill toward the pass. 

I wondered if things would be different at the pass, with the rain we were having in Aspen. I was right to wonder. It was snowing heavily on Independence Pass, but it looked like it had only started recently, so there was less than a half inch of icy slush accumulating on the road. We were over the pass and on our way down, before we knew it. In this pic, we’d just encountered the snow, but it hadn’t gotten heavy yet. 

And finally, we were back home safe, enjoying our view of the front range foothills. 

Visitor!

My brother in law John stopped by early Monday morning for a quick visit, and we enjoyed a homemade latte, and a quick walk, before he headed out of town, and back towards his west coast home, after 30+ days on his country-wide road trip. I think he was really looking forward to getting home, after all that time on the road. 

It's been years since he got it, but it was still fun to see his latest car, so I can picture him tooling around town in it.

Recovering

Jennefer is about back to normal, after getting a third anti-Covid vaccination last week, and being knocked flat for the next several days. She had virtually no reaction to the 1st or 2nd shots, and after reading that immunocompromised people are seeming to have less protection from the initial series, decided to get the 3rd one. Here’s an article by someone else who got the third shot, and their similarly debilitating initial response  

I think it’s fair to say, that she definitely had a reaction to this one, which in the short term was not fun, but for the long term, seems promising for good protection.

Considering everything else that’s going on, with the alpha, beta, delta, gamma, and mu variants, “breakthrough” cases, and the anti-mask and anti-vax transmission vectors, we will still be taking the other precautions. 

P.S. There’s an interesting “Variant Proportions by week” chart on the CDC website, showing how the Delta variant has essentially taken over in the US. 

Visitor!

I enjoyed having my brother in law here for a week visit! We played frisbee golf, went for bike rides, visited the Denver Museum of Nature and Science, went for some walks, and then all of a sudden, we were heading to the airport at 4am, to drop him off for his flight home. 

Exploring Steamboat Springs

I've been wanting to visit Steamboat Springs since I moved to Colorado, but life kept getting in the way. Jennefer encouraged me to get up and go this week, and now I finally have some personal experience with that area in the summer time. 

We drove up on Friday, starting this new adventure for us! Jennefer had a medical appointment first, and learned she might need minor heart surgery sometime in the near future. That got her into a bit of a funk before the drive, but we pressed on, regardless. We got her a latte at Safeway to help cheer her up, then realized we needed gas for the car, then realized that noon was long past, and we needed real food, so went back into Safeway to grab some pre-made deli sandwiches, and finally, were on the road. Here's our view, heading toward the mountains.

After checking into our hotel, we headed right back out, in search of dinner, and found some delicious Chicken Street Tacos with corn on the cob, at Salt & Lime Mexican Restaurant in downtown Steamboat Springs. Yum! That helped finish off the day much better than we started it.

We had a pleasant afternoon walk around town, after dinner. This Space Station gas station sign reminded me of the time I worked on the Space Station electrical power system…

Whoa! We saw these gigantic ski jumps across the river, on Howelsen Hill. They look so beat up, that presumably, they are never used any more. But still, they provided us with an impressive view.

We were appropriately welcomed to Steamboat Springs by these fun banners around town. 

We saw this pretty sunset over Yampa Street as we were walking.

I caught a cool angle on this bridge over the Yampa River at sunset. 

Prettier sunset view over Yampa Street after they turned the lights on. 

This  is perhaps my favorite photo from the trip. I climbed down to the edge of the river, to catch this beautiful sunset view over the Yampa river. 

 

We discovered the Fuzziwig's Candy Factory and Ice Cream shop - and had some delicious ice cream for dessert. I was glad to see there's still at least one Fuzziwig's in existence, after the one in SouthGlenn closed awhile ago.

I took Mandy out Saturday morning, to find this Wild West hot air balloon putting on a show just outside the door. 

On the way back in, I noticed the outdoor trash can was over on its side, and its contents were emptied onto the lawn. I'd forgotten to think about bears, hmmm... I was reminded that I need to be more watchful, if she needs to go out at night. It could also have been raccoons or other critters, I suppose. 

 We enjoyed the hotel breakfast buffet - simple pleasures. I always love making myself waffles. Their batter is so delicious, and the waffle machines work so cleverly well. 

We started our Saturday outing with a walk around the soccer fields neighboring the Yampa River and Botanic Park, so that Mandy could get some traveling and sniffing done.

 

We had a very enjoyable Saturday morning visit to the Yampa River Botanic Park, with some Osprey viewing thrown in for fun. There were so many well-designed gardens and beautiful little paths. Sorry that Mandy couldn’t come in, but she was comfortable in the car, on this cool overcast day.

Sunday morning started with a pretty sunrise, followed by several miles of warmish walks along the Yampa river, after our planned hike to Fish Creek Falls was aborted due to overcrowding and no parking. We planned to try again, a whole lot earlier on Monday morning. We enjoyed seeing the Osprey again!

Early morning ride

I went on an early morning bike ride to beat the heat, and trying to be back in time to share breakfast. I got on my way by 6:15 - unheard of! 😱 I stopped along the river, to snap this sunrise photo. 

I got a nice view from the dam, of some people flying hot air balloons over on the west side of Chatfield Lake. 

Cooler ride

I tried something a little different for today’s bike ride — I got up and out by 7:30 this morning, so I enjoyed a cool 66° ride, instead of the 94° that’s in today’s forecast. So much nicer! And there was still plenty of time after I got home, to go pick up a Friday morning takeout breakfast as a treat... Glad to see our local Grande Station Bistro was able to re-open for breakfast today, for the first time in weeks. Sad to learn that they no longer serve pancakes. The owner even came up and apologized, when I picked up my breakfast, and offered to do something special for me, if I call ahead. What a nice guy... Jennefer is down with something, possibly more delayed adverse effects from last year’s chemo and radiation treatments, so she missed out on the breakfast fun. Hoping she’ll be back up and ready to play, in the next day or so.

Back to basics

I'm back to using my Mr. Coffee espresso maker, that my brother-in-law Bob bought me during one of their visits, after being somewhat dissatisfied with the Capresso milk heater-foamer I've been using for the past few years. The Capresso was quick and easy, and did really well at heating and stirring the milk, but it just didn't produce quite enough frothy foam for my liking. The espresso maker takes longer, with more involvement from me, and there's more to clean when I'm done, but we end up with a better latté and it all feels more "authentic." 

Memorial Day 2021

I’m sure that over the years, I’ve been guilty of wishing people a happy Memorial Day weekend, and I suppose there’s no harm in wishing happiness on others. But I had to remind myself that this Monday’s holiday is dedicated to remembering and honoring the people who died while serving. A very somber reason for getting an extra long weekend. Y’all be careful out there, as you enjoy your time off...

From history.com: Memorial Day is an American holiday, observed on the last Monday of May, honoring the men and women who died while serving in the U.S. military. First known as Decoration Day, it originated in the years following the Civil War and became an official federal holiday in 1971. Many Americans observe Memorial Day by visiting cemeteries or memorials, holding family gatherings and participating in parades. Unofficially, it marks the beginning of the summer season.

I found this interesting list of military holidays and observances - most of which I was unaware. Did you know that May is National Military Appreciation Month?

Tired and sore

Today’s bike ride included a lot more tired and sore leg muscles than usual, thanks to our recent visit to the gym. C’est la vie... At least the mid-Spring views were pretty nice! Beautiful day at Chatfield reservoir.

As long as I was tired and sore, I took advantage of the nice little bench, to rest a second time, so here's a pic to show that it was also a beautiful day at McLellan Reservoir ;-) Always good to see snow on the Rockies. 

Visiting in Florence

We’re here in Florence, Oregon, visiting with Jennefer’s mom Jean, at her house in the Siuslaw National Forest - a quiet, beautiful location. The swallows are very active right now, coming and going from the birdhouse that John built before he died. 

We enjoyed wandering through town, looking for pretty Rhododendrons a few weeks before the Rhodie festival, and found a few nice ones here and there. This one was just hanging out right outside the house.  

The Siuslaw River Bridge carries highway 101 acoss the river, in downtown Florence. It’s got nice lines, and I suppose every visitor that carries a camera can’t resist snapping photos of the bridge from various angles. 

We stopped by the local Florence airport (6S2), a sweet little airport with a 3,000 foot runway, a self-service fuel pump, a nice pilot’s lounge, and a decent sized group of hangars for locally based airplanes. I’ve “flown” into this airport several times in Flight Simulator over the past two years, and couldn’t resist stopping by, to see what it’s really like. Glad to find a nice restroom in the lounge, at just the right time for me.

Here’s a collage of a few river views we enjoyed - at the bridge, after it makes a hard right and follows the sand dunes, and at the mouth where it meets the Pacific Ocean. 

All fixed!

I picked up my bike wheel from the repair shop, and am very happy to see it’s nice and straight again! Looking forward to riding some more, after we get back from our visit with Jennefer’s mom. 

Oops - that was a BIG bump

Oh well. So much for bike riding for awhile. My third ride of April started out really well, on a windy but nice 70 degree afternoon. I got about a third of the way around my favorite loop, when I decided to explore the unusual intersection in the C-470 trail, where it goes through a tunnel under the highway, after climbing over Chatfield dam, intersects with another trail, and continues West. I saw what I needed to see, and was heading back down under the highway, when I came to a heave in the concrete trail, where it stepped up a couple of inches. I hopped the front wheel over it, but I guess I was going too fast, because when the back wheel hit the bump, there was a loud bang, and the wheel started hitting the frame.

  After I got stopped, I saw that four spokes had broken in the back wheel, which let the wheel warp, and it was jammed and wouldn't turn. I was lucky to be at the intersection of three trails, so I was able to carry the bike the thousand feet to the nearest street. I was pondering my next move - calling for a rideshare or imposing on a friend - when the nicest guy in a plumbing van parked by the trailhead offered me a ride home, as his next job didn't start for 45 minutes. I have no right to be this lucky, but I'll take it. I've already been to the local bike shop, which has a workshop backlog until the 29th. I bought some new spokes, and am considering re-lacing that part of my wheel - something I've never tried before, and I've heard can be really tricky. YouTube says it's doable, though, so maybe I'll give it a try, and be back on the road a little sooner.

We're vaccinated!

We got our second Moderna vaccination on March 17, and it's been over two weeks since then, so now we can say we are as fully protected by this particular vaccine as possible. I still don't feel completely safe, considering that there are already multiple variants of SARS-CoV-2 running around. But everything I've read says that even if we catch a variant, the existing vaccine should make it a much less serious event. So we will continue to cross our fingers, keep our distance, wear our masks, and wash our hands a lot. Notwithstanding all that cautiousness, we are tentatively planning a trip to visit Jennefer's mom in southwest Oregon next month, and considering other trips after that!

First ride in March

Good weather, cool and sunny, permitted my first bike ride in over a month, with lots of other folks out there. All of the concrete paths were clear of ice, with only a few icy patches on the Highline Canal Trail, in the shady spots east of Windermere St. Here’s a fun pic of the frozen-over Chatfield Lake, from the dam trail. Delightful!

Moderna vaccination #1

We just got home from a fun visit with friends in Strasburg, after getting Moderna shot #1 at the  COVID-19 vaccination clinic in Bennett. They told us to come back in a month, same place, to receive the second vaccination to complete the series. We're very glad a friend told us about this special one-day vaccination clinic, courtesy of the State of Colorado and the Town of Bennett, as we had signed up at a half dozen other places, and heard nothing yet. We got home just in time for a pretty snowfall. Here's a pic of Mandy exploring all the different smells in their front yard.