We had a rare storm coming our way today and I had it off too. So my buddy Bill and I wanted head west and see what trouble we could get into. I loaded my dog, some drinks and snacks and we took off.
Heading out of town, the snow hadn't got too aggressive yet. Just cold. Like 17° cold.
Heading up hardscrabble with a fresh layer of frost on the trees.
On the trail. Not sure how the aspen trees got to look like this. But not much snow to play on.
At the top. 11,450ft of elevation. Doggo needed to stretch her legs.
We are higher than the storm below. The normal view here is a wide valley that reaches to the mountain range on the other side.
Poser shot..
Coming down. At about 9,400ft just above the cloud.
Coming off the trail had is closer to Walsenburg so we ended up driving that way and rolling back up I-25 in the heart of the storm. No pics as all it was white. Not much visibility and doubled the normal time for the drive.