Ok, welp, I may have pushed myself more than I should've. Went 3.5 miles on the first, yep, you read correctly, on the first hike. Mind you, one way. Back out, made record time... figured I still have majority of the daylight hours left, I'm close enough to the river, North Fork, South Platte. Why not? - - Revisited a campsite (two) I had built with a friend a few years back - was still looking good. Anywho, it was such a beautiful day that I hardly stopped to take a pic. The two pics I deem worthy of posting here, are from a handful, literally, of pics I took.
Click to view attachment The first being, I came upon some trash... you #$&(#&)& pack it in, pack it out, don't create (tho worthy of a pic) BS. If you can't tell what in the hell I took a photo of it... it's 3 bottles in 1... or maybe 1 bottle in three.
Anywho, figured I try my Ansel Adams approach to the next... (same pic, different zoom's)
Click to view attachment Click to view attachmentOoooh fancy, a bonus pic - I wanted to reach this rock out cropping in the first hike... it seemed, because it was, a good distance away... having pushed myself, I reached it, and then some... Mind the photo, it was guidance of where I wanted to be. (zoomed in)
Click to view attachment Wish I had taken a photo not zoomed in, to show the distance... "coulda, shoulda, can't."
All in all tho, it makes me jonesing for camping. Wish I could support myself enough to do that.... might go with the last of my refunds... it's weighing heavy on me. Granted, Rampart (Devil's Head) isn't open yet, but if I can hike.. let's say (could be more, probably less) four miles in, I'd be close enough to "ThE EnDlEsS PoCkEt," .... eh, we'll see. (It's just a thought at this point, a heavy, heavy thought)