On Sunday I drove back up to my mountains (I feel as though I practically own them; they're part of the kingdom-to-be) just outside of Breckenridge, and I went on a gorgeous hike. The wildflowers were in full bloom, and they were everywhere. I inhaled the fresh thin mountain air, thinking gleefully of everyone back down in Denver suffering through 97 degrees, applied some delicious smelling sunscreen, and trekked my way up to a pristine mountain lake surrounded by columbines... which also happened to be the breeding ground for Voldemort's army of mosquitoes, who agreed with me that my sunscreen smelled fabulous, dah-ling.
So now I am back home, covered in the most enormous bug bites I have ever seen, and investing all my stock in the Cortizone company, hoping to get some of my money back. But at least I got some pictures.
Note my friend's beautiful child in a little yellow sundress 'midst the wildflowers. I took the picture quickly, before a Julie Andrews dressed as a rebellious nun came yodelling through to swoop the child up.
Up at the lake where we finally shared our peanut butter lunch with swarms of bloodthirsty flies. It only looks innocent and picturesque from a photograph.
11 comments:
Gorgeous photos! You've had quite a few adventures lately, Princess. Lots of travel.
I remember those nasty buggers. I think i lost half my blood on a hike once.
Great photos! Those flies are the worst part of hiking . . . I'm always breathing through my mouth b/c I am hopelessly out of shape and inhaling a gazillion with every breath
Beautiful!!Wish I was there!
Oh, did you know that those damn mosquitoes can apparently bite through clothes too??
They are mutating into blood monsters theses things, I got bit everywhere on my legs and butt, and I was wearing *Jeans*!
That does look gorgeous! Shame about all those bugs though--someone should really do something about that.
I hate the great outdoors because of the wildlife and bugs. That sounds harsh, doesn't it. Every I see a lovely meadow, I remember that bears like meadows, and then I start to worry about bears. But the pictures sure are pretty.
*Sigh* I miss nature. Thanks for sharing! It's really the next best thing...isn't it?
I was in Colorado in the winter - I don't remember the mosquitoes! I saw my very first wolf in Estes Park...
Wow that's amazing looking. I thought places like that only existed in old episodes of Wild America.
lol@ryan
But I understand what Ryan was getting at ... those photographs are absolutely stunning.
And don't act like you didn't run down a grassy hill or through a meadow doing your Julie Andrews impersonation. ;)
Mishy- Hi! Thanks. I'd be o.k. with a little less travel, actually. 15 days and counting?
Meno- No kidding. It's disgusting.
Diane- I do the same thing! Extra protein, right?
Lilycurly- WHAT? Are you sure one didn't get into your pants?
Angela- Hear hear.
Christie- I am terrified of bears, too! That's why I always hike in groups, even though I the idea of hiking alone sounds so peaceful.
Kanigget- You must get into the mountains. The pictures don't do it justice.
Pauline- A wolf? I didn't know there were wolves in Estes. Super. Because worrying about bears wasn't enough....
Ryan- Wild America. Breckenridge Colorado. It's pretty much all the same thing.
V- I SO ran down the grassy knoll, singing. (Badly.) But I don't know the words to The Hills Are Alive so I sang These Are a Few of My Favorite Things instead. True story.
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