Red Feather Lakes

I hadn't been up to Red Feather Lakes since I was a kid. My dad used to take me up there camping and fishing just like he'd done when he was growing up. We usually went to Dowdy Lake though. This summer we went with Mike's (my Mom's fiance) family to a reunion at Beaver Meadows Resort Ranch. It was a great little resort nestled into the mountains. There were little things that I liked. Like how cold the water was and how good it tasted, and I love the smell of the mountain air even if the air is thin up there. It's weird to be winded in the mountains. Guess we've lived at sea level too long.

We hiked.


Watched the horses.



Gathered around a camp fire.


Contemplated.


Conquered small mountains.

And, spread my dad's ashes here.


It was a wonderful weekend.