A and I headed up to Colorado for the Telluride Bluegrass Festival. We camped in an aspen grove overlooking a waterfall.
The next morning, we headed up Wilson Peak. After walking through a forested area up an old mining road, we reached the treeline.
As we continued up, the views were spectacular.
I had no idea how beautiful and amazing Colorado is.
The peaks seemed to go on for miles.
After potholing a lot, we decided to turn back, even though we were only three quarters of the way from the summit.
It was probably a good idea, because we had to cross a lot of steep patches like this. That's A to the right.
We recharged our batteries back at the waterfall.
And took in the amazing scenery.
On Saturday, we went to the festival. It was unbelievable. The locations is bar none
Can't get enough of this waterfall!
Or these trees.
One last view of Wilson Peak--
I already miss it and can't wait to go back. . .
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