A Sweet Homecoming
I can’t explain the feeling of crossing the border into Colorado with my family in tow. I was so excited to show them a part of my life that so profoundly shaped the person I am today. As the landscape changed from desert to high mountain the anticipation only grew. Familiar landmarks started to jog in my mind and a feeling of coming home crept into my soul. Our destination for this leg of our journey was Crested Butte, CO. To get there you need to drive deep into the heart of the Rockies, past Blue Mesa reservoir, through the town of Gunnison (home to my college Western State Colorado University) and on to the 12 to 14 thousand foot peaks rising in the distance. Crested Butte is nestled at the foot of its namesake peak and surrounded by some of the most pristine mountain wilderness in America. This town just happens to be the wildflower capital of the state and we hit it at its peak. To make the trip all the sweeter I got to reconnect with a great college friend whom I hadn’t seen in 20 years. As we drove into town, we were greeted by locals and families walking the streets, townie bikes swirling around through the meandering traffic, and the sweet smell of mountain air. We found our home for the week and unloaded our car under the sunset kissed peak of Mt. Crested Butte looming serenely above us.
Mill Creek Adventures
One of my favorite hikes, when I was going to school at WSU, was Mill Creek. I really wanted to take the fam on this hike so we packed up the truck and drove out. Mill Creek is a nice hike that winds through Aspen groves and crosses a mountain stream. Canyon walls rise up hundreds of feet on both sides, with some cool hoodoo rock formations at the peaks. The valley was a nice contrast of vivid green down the center against dark rock walls to the left and right. We had a nice picnic by the stream and on the way back ran into a small herd of cattle, complete with Bull. We thought it was going to charge us but it just snorted and we survived. A great hike with the glorious sunny weather. I like taking the family to places I used to frequent when I was a slightly younger man.
Almost Paradise…
One place we loved to go in college was Paradise Divide. This was a pass high in the mountains overlooking Crested Butte. The dirt roads up to the divide were good but narrow and a small section had you driving along a steep sloping drop off that feels at least a thousand feet to the valley floor below. Knowing some in my family are a bit afraid of high places, we took the back road up. We got stopped a couple miles from the spot I wanted to go because the snow was still blocking the road on this side! It’s very common for snow to be present deep into summer in the high country. I was kind of bummed we couldn’t get all the way to the spot but we had a nice hike just the same that took us to Emerald Lake. This is an incredibly beautiful lake in the high mountains with a deep green color. We saw dozens of beautiful wildflowers on our hike and had a great time, again blessed by blue sunny skies.
Katie and I Reach the Peak
Mount Crested Butte offers a super cool day camp experience called Mountain Adventures. This camp offers rock climbing, ropes course, zip lining, archery, and other assorted outdoor activities. This camp is for the older kids 7+. For Lennox’s age, they offered the less strenuous Camp CB. He loved it! He would go to a climbing wall, bungee trampoline and even jump from 30 feet onto a huge airbag. The kids did a few days at the camps and loved every second. This also gave Katie and I the chance to do some activities on our own. One such activity was hiking to the peak of Mt Crested Butte at 12,162 ft. Though not an overly technical hike it was still a tough one for us due to the high drops and altitude. After hiking some well-traveled trails the path disappears and you are left to your own scrambling devices for the last 150 ft or so. The views from the top well outweighed any of the challenges to getting there. It felt exhilarating to be on top of the world. So many peaks can be seen from the top, it almost seems like you can see all of the Rockies from this vantage point. This a nice final accomplishment for us on our journey around the United States. It seemed there was a sort of spiritual parallel to climbing this peak and coming to the finish our journey that started almost a year ago. We highly recommend the hike, but make sure you’re ready for a mental and physical challenge. Especially if you’re not used to high exertion in the mountains.
Small Town 4th of July, Mountain Style!
Having lived in a small town for some years, we are used to the fun folksy vibe they give off during celebrations. Crested Butte was no different. The day was blue skies and sunshine and everyone was in a great mode. The highlight of the day was the parade. Most ski towns are full of unique individuals, characters if you will, and CB is no exception. A great mix of irreverent style, rebellious individualism, and patriotic spirit. I would imagine that the first Americans to celebrate independence day did not look much different. Everyone had a blast. The kids scampered around trying to get candy while locals threw water balloons at the floats and parade participants. It’s probably the only time I got to see and avocado and a cross-dressed Dorothy from the wizard of OZ take a water balloon to the face! Speaking of water, the parade culminated in an incredible water fight at the end of the main street. This fight is an epic mix of combatants including, kids with an assortment of squirt guns, adults with buckets and water balloons, and the local fire department armed with full-on water hoses. Such fun was had by the girls as they ran to and fro trying at the same to avoid and inflict watery attacks. Lennox was a bit overwhelmed by the spectacle and hung back on the fringes. Twenty minutes later it was over. The only remnants were small muddy streams flowing lazily away from the street and fragments of colorful rubber strewn across the street like some sort of birthday confetti. The rest of the day was spent shopping and seeing friends. We ended the day catching some music mountainside with our friends, an alternative to fireworks due to the stage 2 fire ban which was in effect. All in all a great way to spend the fourth in a home away from home.
An Afternoon on Irwin Lake
Heading Out
It was bittersweet to have to leave CB. On one hand, we are making our way back to our home in Michigan which we are all excited for, but on the other, we had such a great time we didn’t want to leave. I get a little emotional at being able to share the area where some of my most formative growth happened with my family and watch them all love it as much as I do. I think this place will be a special memory for all of us. The kids already want to come back every year and I think Katie has a new found understanding of what makes me tick. On our way out of the area, we stopped at my college, Western State, to snap some photos and show the kiddos some of my old haunts. We weren’t leaving Colorado yet though. We planned a couple days in Boulder before heading out for our final eastward trek home.
Random Access Memories
Western State Colorado University
Hanging Out On a Boulder Near the Flat Irons
We only had a few days in Boulder, and we mainly planned to do some light hiking and shopping. We just wanted to have a little taste of urban life before heading out. We shopped and explored the Pearl Street Mall area. We found an awesome Acai bowl place and bought some gifts for friends and family. One day I snuck off the beaten path just a bit to see the house featured in Mork and Mindy. Now any of you who know that show, consider yourself old, but also feel lucky you saw some of the raw genius of Robin Williams. We took a nice hike in Chautauqua Park to the base of the Flatirons and took in the beauty of mountains giving way to the plains. We took off the final day and did some much-needed school shopping for the kids. Heading out of Boulder and Colorado we waved a sad farewell, but we all know we’ll be back many times to visit.
