There are places in the world that I long to explore, yet one continues to climb to the summit of my mind. The Rocky Mountains of Colorado are rugged and breathtaking. To camp at the base of a lonely peak or to ascend a mighty fourteener is an experience not to be forgotten.
In August I was able to bring my two daughters on a hike to a high-mountain lake that is 12,270 feet above sea level. The 7-mile jaunt took us past waterfalls, wildflowers and old mining structures. Although the hike brought awe to their eyes, it also brought fatigue to their feet. My 13 year-old struggled to breath at the highest elevations.
I include a photographic chronicle of our adventure, but deliberately omit a specific location. I'm sure the determined person can figure out where we went; however, there is no reason to advertise the location further. As it was, we passed too many people (124 to be exact) on the way down. ♠
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