We went hiking yesterday–David, his brother Rich, and I–before the kids woke up. Grandma, Grandpa, and Caleb stayed to watch them, so we scampered out of there happy and free. Woo-hoo!
It took us about an hour to reach the top. There was a little meadow about halfway up where we stopped to call home and see how the babysitting grandparents were faring.
They were fine, of course. They are good at this grandparent thing.
Yo from Rich, everybody.
The columbines are out, and so are the Indian paintbrush and a ton of other mountain flowers. None can compare to the columbine, though. She is the queen of the Rockies.
From the meadow, we had a clear view of our house–just to the right of the center of this photo.
Spying on the grandparents. Too bad they weren’t out on the deck.
David has this new thing where he sticks his chin out for a more flattering picture–learned from a guy friend, LOL. It cracks me up that guys know that–or even care. Somehow that girl secret leaked, haha. It’s pretty cute to see his chin fly out now when I snap a picture of him.
We had a great hike–it was a good mix of gentle upgrades and steep inclines. We didn’t exactly have a trail, but it wasn’t hard to find our way–just go up. Richard did awesome for being unaccustomed to the elevation. I think the top might have been around 10,000 ft.
Sir Richard, Explorer Extraordinaire.
Oops…David forgot to stick out his chin. He looks amazing anyway.
Here we are at the top. We could see everything for miles.
The Continental Divide–less snowy than usual for this time of year, thanks to the crazy amount of rain we had in May and early June.
This berry bush was growing right out of the rock!
It felt so great to go hiking. David’s parents and Caleb were amazing, and when we got home after two and a half hours, the kids were happy, fed, and busy with beads and wire. Grandma and Grandpa even cleaned the house while we were gone. Everyone should have their in-laws stay with them for a week and a half. Or–maybe that would depend on the in-laws.
In my book, scrambling up a mountain with David is the ultimate date–chaperoned, of course (we sure need it).