Lately I’ve been itching for a camping adventure but have been too busy to do anything too ambitious or far away. Since we live across the street from Mt. Crested Butte, yesterday I figured what the hell, I might as well just skin up the ski slopes and camp up there for a night! It wasn’t exactly a wilderness experience (I could actually see our condo down below), but it was still nice to spend a quiet evening under the moonlight gazing at the mountains.
H A P P Y N E W Y E A R ! ! !
It’s been a slow start to the season this year around here, especially with the infamous Crested Butte “doughnut hole” in full effect, but we’ve finally got a bigger storm heading through this week. All I want for Christmas is a couple more feet of snow!
I had great fun yesterday with my buddy Dave Showalter tromping around in the forest searching for the craziest aspen colors we could find. We certainly found plenty!