Last weekend we went up to to Rock Mountain National Park with our good friends Andrew and Mandy. (Also known as Mandrew if you are talking too fast.) Anyway, they were kind enough to let up join them in an adventure!
We saw some amazing sites. I mean whoa. It was raining (awesome) but in a way, I think it made the hike and sites more beautiful. You will see.
When we first made our way into the park we saw tons of elk. People were stopped all over the road looking and these guys.
I didn't use zoom- we were really that close.
This guy was nursing!! How cool is that?
Then we went for a 8 mile hike. It was so much easier than hiking the 13er. I felt like we had SO MUCH oxygen the whole time- and my legs didn't really even get that tired (until the way down). It was so beautiful. Here are some pictures.
See what I mean about the rain? I think the clouds and mist make it look like it was out of a movie. I literally gasped when we came up the hill and saw it. Sigh.
Here is all four of us at the lake.
Then came the fun part. After we finished the hike and got the campsite- we quick set up our tents and roasted some hot dogs. And Ate more S'mores than I can count. It was a good night.
It was late, and cold, so we went to bed. It was going to be cold, so I had on two pairs of pants, three shirts (and a sweatshirt), two pairs of huge socks and my hood on. I should have been good.
However, the whole night I could not get warm.
After many hours of in an hour of fitful sleep, I woke Chris and tried to get into his sleeping bag with him. However, then it would only zip up to my waist. We lay like that for awhile and then when it reached a respectable time to get up (5:00 am) I begged him to get up and make a fire because I was still cold.
As we emerged from our tent, we saw ICE on the tent. On the car. On everything. It was so cold it was freezing! No wonder I was cold. I often get cold at night, so oh well.
We made a fire in freezing temps and finally started to get warm. Kinda. It took a long long time.
The best part about this adventure though, was that when we took everything back to his parents' house (we were borrowing their stuff) guess what we discovered? The bag I was sleeping in- it was only rated for 40dregees and above. No wonder I was Cold!!!!
And Chris' bag? Rated to below freezing.
Next time- I am going to get a different bag.
All in all it was a ton of fun. I LOVE camping. Not so much the cold, but the camping part is awesome.