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blue lake

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I dug up these photos the other night after realizing that I had completely forgotten about them. This was from our last camping trip of the year to celebrate Labor Day Weekend and the end of summer [we even got rained on in the middle of the night – Mother Nature wanted to make it official].

Blue Lake was a magical place and easily became one of my top favorite camping spots. Completely secluded, turquoise waters, and an abandoned rowboat! [I’m not going to say much else, in my effort to keep this place a secret. Google Maps has two “Blue Lakes” in Colorado, so you have a 50/50 chance of getting to the right one]. Gather some good friends, beers, and a couple of paddles, what more could you need?

Can’t wait to return to Blue Lake next year.
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big red

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I added another pin to my world map of places that I’ve traveled to. This pin was for Moab, Utah.

It took me years to see Moab. Literally. My traditional group of camping friends have gone every year for the past 3-4 years during Memorial Day Weekend, and I’ve missed past trips due to prior commitments. But not this year! My man and I packed up Millie [my new car] for the weekend and took the 7 hour road-trip to Utah!

Moab was exactly how I’d pictured it. I stalked endless photos on Pinterest and Tumblr to get some photography inspiration of where we might be camping, but in typical fashion, my tribe of friends found a secluded spot in the middle of NOWHERE. Moab is pretty spread out, so I figured we wouldn’t have to go far. Sounds easy, right? Not so. The spot we were headed to was no easy trek [ie: rugged dirt road, climbing over rocks, white knuckle driving, and you better have good tires and a bad-ass car] But when we arrived, we had the best red landscape scenery for the entire weekend. In my head, I named Moab “Big Red”.

We spent 3 days in the hot sun covered in red dust, but they were well spent. Lots of ATV exploring, rock climbing, sunset watching, cave finding, fire cooking, drinking games, and potato-launching. [we didn’t make Smore’s though… I’m kind of kicking myself, because they made these square-shaped marshmallows specifically for Smore’s and I didn’t use them! Fail.]

There is something very special about Moab though. If you haven’t had a chance to visit, be sure to add it to yo’ bucket list!

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september skies

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My friend and I were wondering the other day if people in other countries go camping like we do. I kind of doubt it. I heard that they don’t. The concept is quite silly if you think about it. We willingly choose to spend a couple of weekend/vacation days sleeping on the ground outside, peeing in the woods, eating food out of a can, waking up freezing, and having to live without the comfort of our A/C and precious technology. What a nightmare! Just kidding – I dig it.

Labor Day weekend was spent in the woods. Actually, I felt like we were above the woods. We were nestled on top of rolling hills in [insert town name here]… I have no idea where we were honestly. But it was one of the most breathtaking places I’ve ever camped at. Endless views, no one in sight, and perfect September skies. I wish I captured more photos of the sunset. Even looking back on these photos now, there’s a twinge of, “damn! I should have spent less time eating and more time snapping photos!” 

 It was a perfect September weekend. If this is the last camping trip of the summer, I’ll be okay with that. [actually, in 2 weeks, I’ll be camping for 4 days in a row while trekking through Machu Picchu! eek!!] But, I must say, I will be anxiously waiting for next summer to come along. I love the free-spirited way of life, music playing as loud as we like, and doing yoga in the middle of the road while the sun sets. I’m already nostalgic – excuse me while build a fire for no reason and punch ‘acoustic country’ into Pandora while sipping hot chocolate… I’m in heaven.

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everlasting summer

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 I am having a pity party. I am not ready for cold-weather Fall, and I am not ready for summer to end. But I can’t deny that I can already feel the August chill creeping in [while I sit here sipping a cup of hot tea and typing this post with one hand]. Fall is coming. I can feel the cold crisp air in the morning, I’m not using my A/C as much, and I noticed my favorite online retailers starting to feature their Fall boots. Summer is departing and I don’t like it.

But I don’t care if Fall decided to make an early arrival; I’m going to act like it’s still summer anyway. My friends and I went camping and braved the chill this past weekend. If this ends up being our last camping trip of the summer [better not be] it was definitely one of the best. We were in one of the most scenic mountain spots that I’ve ever camped in. Tall pines, rushing creek and waterfalls, perfect hammock-hanging Aspen trees, NO bugs, and no tourists. And getting away from Denver every once in a while is much-needed. Especially when you can escape with a good group of friends.

I love our traditional camping leisures; sitting around the fire, eating chili from the can, a little bit of hiking, a little bit of drinking, a lot of exploring, a lot of lazing, dogs hanging out, and this time we decided to start a Flannel club and threw in a birthday piñata. Spending the weekend deep in the woods will always be some of my favorite summer memories. Why can’t I just have an everlasting summer, dammit? Maybe it’s time to move to a warmer climate with only one season…

Oh well. I’m going to live out the rest of my non-everlasting summer as long as possible.

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a lifetime in a day

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My friends are quite the experts at knowing where to find great camping spots [and ironically I’m the only Colorado native out of all of them]. We don’t like the touristy spots. We like hidden gems and off-road trails that no one would think to explore. We camped in the old mining town of Waldorf, which was a big tourist destination in the late 1800’s [and it had the highest Post Office in the US at 11,660 feet above sea level!]. The town slogan was “a lifetime in a day”. We settled at the base of the old mining structure, surrounded by steep alpines and endless hills.

 This was my first camping trip of the summer [sad, I know] but it was a goodie. The best part about the trip was getting to the spot. Unless you have a manly truck that can handle narrow trails with no guardrail and driving up vertical hills, don’t bother. We literally climbed 3,000 feet up  the mountain and it was steep. Thrilling and steep. Oh, and the stars. Oh my goodness, the stars! We could see everything from where we were. I’m kicking myself for not taking any photos…

Sleeping under the stars, cooking over a fire, off-roading up the mountain, good conversation, good friends, and spending time in Colorado’s secret spots. Saturday was a lifetime in a day.

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