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Green Mountain Falls

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    • Day 96

      Hiking the Catamount Falls Trail

      June 24, 2020 in the United States ⋅ ☀️ 73 °F

      It’s not that we’ve been sitting around doing nothing as COVID-19 continues to plague the country. No, we’ve actually taken the RV out for a couple of short camping trips these past several weeks. But those stories belong as footprints in another trip. With nothing exciting to write about otherwise, this mock-trip has remained idle ... until today.

      (By the way, if interested, here’s the link to our Phoenix Cruiser stories ... https://findpenguins.com/8pccjefaitoru/trip/5e0….)

      With our next camping trip not scheduled until the first week in July, yesterday we decided to drive into the mountains to escape the heat in Colorado Springs and go hiking. I’d been reading about various trails that go to waterfalls, so we picked one of them for today’s outing. Boy, was it a doozy!

      The trailhead for Catamount Falls Trail (CFT) is in Green Mountain Falls, a statutory town in El Paso and Teller Counties. The 2010 census puts the population at 640 people ... I’d be surprised if it is much more than that now. It’s only about 30 miles from where we live in Colorado Springs ... an easy drive up the mountain via US Highway 24.

      The instructions for CFT say that there is no parking at the trailhead and directs hikers to leave their vehicles at Lake Park in Green Mountain Falls. So that’s where we started our day. The park, with its gazebo on an island attached to the shoreline by a bridge, was quite photogenic. So, before setting off for the trail, I went for a walk around the lake. Mui, in the meantime, went in search for more specific directions to the trailhead since there were no maps available in the box near the parking lot. By 9:30a, we were on our way.

      AllTrails lists CFT as a moderate, 6.4-mile out and back trail. Per AllTrail’s guidelines, that’s the total distance, not one way. But to get to the trailhead, one must walk up about ½-mile on Hondo Avenue. When I say up, I mean UP! At the beginning of the dirt road, vehicles are advised to engage 4x4 assist. Believe me, we could have used that assist ourselves as we walked up the steep grade of the road! All along the road were signs making it clear that hikers were not allowed to park anywhere, so it was good that we had followed instructions and left the car in the park.

      I’m going to take issue with the moderate rating for CFT. Not because of the distance. Nor because of the 1,702-feet elevation gain over about 3 miles. No, the issue is all the rocks — boulders in some places — and the roots strewn all along the trail. Going up wasn’t so bad, because we could see where to put our feet between the rocks to get a solid footing on the very narrow dirt path that had a steep drop off on one side. Coming down ... well, that was no fun ... even if it did only take us half as long to get back down to the trailhead.

      CFT ends at the Catamount Reservoir. We didn’t make it that far. I’m guessing we were about ½-mile from that goal when I called uncle. Not only was going up two more hills something I was not looking forward to, but also the afternoon storm clouds were making an early appearance and I didn’t think it would be smart to get caught in a thunderstorm. As it turned out, we were barely in the car and driving away from Green Mountain Falls when big rain drops started plopping down on the windshield.

      So, was the hike worth it? Yesterday, as tired and achy as we were from being on the trail for 4½ hours, hopping over and around the rocks on a steepish grade, I probably would have questioned our decision to hike the CFT. Today, all rested up and with no aches or pains from our efforts, I’d say that it was worth it. We saw two small waterfalls ... made it all the way to the meadow ... had a nice snack-break along a creek ... and got a bit more acclimated to high-altitude hiking. All good!

      As for not getting all the way to the reservoir? Well, we’ll just have to drive up to it and then maybe hike that part of the trail in reverse.

      Oh, by the way ... post-hike, we rewarded ourselves with some red velvet gelato 😋 I think we found a gelateria in Colorado Springs that is to our liking.
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    • Day 8

      Rocky Mountain ...again

      September 12, 2023 in the United States ⋅ ⛅ 57 °F

      We woke up to a cold (35 F), but beautiful morning. The sun was shining and there was hardly a cloud in the sky. The stars the last night were amazing!!!! We cooked breakfast in camp - bacon, eggs, and polenta. Then we had to move sites because when we made reservations we couldn't get the same site for three nights.

      We went to the Grand Lake visitor center and then started on the Colorado River hike. We were hiking to Lulu City, a former gold and silver mining town. The town had 200 people from 1879 - 1884. Then suddenly, it wasn't producing what it thought it would, and everyone left. Supposedly there are some remains of buildings but we didn't see any. Just beyond the town marker, the trail led to a very peaceful river edge. We rested and enjoyed the scenery before heading back. The scenery was different from yesterday's hike. There were some burnt trees but far less and many, many pine trees. We saw chipmunks, squirrels, and yellow bellied marmots (like groundhogs). When we got close to the trailhead, we soaked our feet in the cold Colorado River. As we got to our car, there were 8 or 9 elk grazing by the parking lot.

      We went into the town of Grand Lake, walked around and had some ice cream. Back at camp we cooked hot dogs and baked beans and sat by the fire. We heard a pack of coyotes and some squealing. I think the coyotes had an elk dinner.
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    • Pre-travel planning

      November 14 in the United States ⋅ ☀️ 5 °C

      While we wish we could travel light, it's not happening. We sorted and weighed our dive bags and gear and our necessities are 20kg each. I suspect we will end up traveling with a total of 60 kg, accounting for clothes, camera gear, carryons, etc.Read more

    • Day 9

      Bike Ride to Green Mountain Falls

      September 9, 2022 in the United States ⋅ ☀️ 63 °F

      Green Mountain Fall is a blink you miss it small town about 3 miles from the campground. The camp hosts said it would be a nice bike ride and there's a great little restaurant for breakfast.

      We rode up the curvy mountain road into town and ate breakfast at The Pantry. I had huevos rancheros vegetarian style and Doug had biscuits and gravy while I read my Pattern reading about mercury being in retrograde and how that messes up communication. Set aside your expectations for the next three weeks as you realize things just won't work so smoothly, it said. Doug received bad news from his mother about her health and we held that space for a moment.

      Doug and I are learning a lot about each other on this trip. Over coffee we were talking about how a new couples' van camping trip would make a great reality TV show. We're learning how to communicate, be patient with each other, our likes and dislikes and our triggers. Stories of our pasts keep coming out. Who would have known that Dougie used to be a Mormon but was shunned after he got the skull of the dead tattoo on his left ring finger. So we both have our cult story experiences! No matter how crazy, I love hearing people'sstories. "Live FREE or die," we agree.... our experiences have taught us that there is no other way to live.

      The bike ride was fun and beautiful, but it was difficult as well. Not only was I riding a road bike on a mountain trail and trying not to slide it out from under me, but also my gear shift was broke as the cable was shredded. Also, we're oxygen deficient due to the high altitude at 8500 feet.

      A beautiful older woman with long white hair seated us at The Pantry. She told us that she was here in the area visiting her daughter who just had her first baby, but despite the fact that she had four 10 pound babies naturally herself, her daughter knows everything. Doug tells her that I'm a midwife, and she shares her story with us. Her mother who is currently living at age 103 was a midwife for years in the hills of Virginia. The doctors called her to help them with their deliveries. After she lost her mother at age 6, she was raised by distant relatives where she was basically a servant for them living on a steam ship on the Mississippi River. The kids however were not allowed to sleep on the ship. Our host had 4 natural births out of the hospital back 37-47 years ago in Washington state. "You must have been a hippie," I said. As she's walking away, she turns and smiles, "My first baby, I named Freedom."
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