Miranda was kind enough to give me a weekend pass to go visit our friends, Matt and Rene in Colorado. We contemplated the thought of a family trip, but the added stress of traveling with Gavin combined with the extra cost proved too much. I headed out on Thursday afternoon in search of a little relaxation and a few trout to pull on my fly line.
Matt and Rene were kind enough to allow me to tag along to a cabin that some of their friends own in Keystone. The accommodations were first rate, and I even got to sleep on the top bunk. :)

The next morning we headed out for some fishing on the Colorado River. We stopped by a fly shop to get a fishing report and some flies. The report wasn't good - fishing had been pretty tough in the last few days. But we went ahead and tried our luck anyway. Sorry, no pictures of the fishing trip today. We were fishing bigger water, so I didn't want to take the chance of dunking the camera if I fell in....which has been known to happen. The fishing was tough as expected, but I still managed to catch a couple brown trout before we headed back to Keystone.
The next day we headed out to Rocky Mountain National Park. We were going to be hiking into a high mountain lake to fish for cutthroat trout and greenback cutthroat trout. Here is a picture of the continental divide tunnel.


We saw a lot of these type of views over the course of the weekend. Lots of climbing in the less than powerful rental car. But the views were hard to beat, so I can't complain too much.

The rain rolled in once we hit Trail Ridge Road in the Park. This is the highest road in the United States - 12,183' at the highest point. What happens to rain at that elevation - sleet of course...we had some sleet coming down for about five minutes on the drive. Kinda surreal considering I had just come from 100 degree temperatures in Texas.


We saw LOTS of elk in the park. They didn't seem camera shy. The herd created a crazy traffic jam of people trying to get pictures.


Nice scenery on the hike up to our final destination - Loch Lake.

Alberta Falls on the way to Loch Lake.

Matt didn't think the hike was too bad...I on the other hand had a different opinion. Thin air and a southern boy don't mix well together when hiking to a high mountain lake. The hike was just over 3 miles with an elevation gain of 900'. This was considered a moderate difficulty hike...I might still be up there if we had tried a difficult hike.

A few switchbacks in the trail kept things interesting. In hindsight it could have been much worse.

A cool log that had been worn away by the wind next to the trail.

Lock Lake - elevation 10,200'. All the effort put out on the hike was totally worth it when we got to the lake and saw this view.

We caught cutthroat trout and greenback trout in the lake and also in Icy Brooke that feeds the lake. We fished for about four hours, and had a brief (and cold) rain delay for about a half hour.


We had to head back down the 3 mile trail before it got too late. Incidentally, while we were up at the lake, Matt had some trail mix stolen by a thieving chipmunk. The chipmunk crawled into his backpack that was on the ground and chewed through his bag of trail mix. Something tells me that those chipmunks have that routine down pretty well.

My wading boots decided to die at Loch Lake...at least they waited till we were done fishing before coming apart at the seams. The real bad part was that I had to carry them back down the 3 miles of trail while they were soaking wet just to throw them away.

The next day was a low key day spent resting in Golden. I had to catch a flight in the afternoon, so we both decided to rest a bit instead of trying to get in a final rushed fishing trip.
I had a great time on the trip this year. Good friends, mountains, trout, elk, cool temperatures, thieving chipmunks, who could have asked for a better weekend? To cap off the awesome weekend I was greeted at the airport by my wonderful wife, and my sleepy smiling boy.