On Saturday night, we made a spontaneous decision to take a drive into the mountains the next morning and see the changing leaves. This is something I talk about wanting to do every year but have never actually done. Now that I’ve seen it, I’m totally kicking myself for wasting the past 23 falls without making a trip like this.
Sure, changing leaves can be seen most places in Colorado (we are lucky enough to have a real fall here), but if you go into the mountains, you can see the colors on such a larger scale and it was truly breathtaking.
The night before, I had said I didn’t want to get out and walk around, I just wanted to drive through but as soon as we came across Kenosha Pass, I totally changed my mind. There was a trail right off the road, so we took a little stroll and I absolutely loved it. The yellow of the trees was brilliant, the air was crisp and the woods were so quiet and peaceful. It was just perfect.
Afterwards, we got back in the car and drove a little further to Boreas Pass, which was just as beautiful. The trees were amazing, but I think our favorite part was when a moose popped out of the trees, almost ran into our car and took off on a sprint in front of us! A MOOSE. I’ve never seen one before and certainly never pictured one sprinting. It’s legs were so awkward!
We left around 7 on Sunday morning and turned around at 10ish, which turned out to be perfect because Kenosha Pass was PACKED when we passed it again on our way home. We were lucky enough to have the trail to ourselves, except for a couple of mountain bikers. I don’t think it would have been the same with a bunch of people around.
So glad that I finally got to do this. And that I had good company. I’m talking about that moose. But Joey was pretty good company too 🙂