While I was back at home, I decided to take advantage of the gorgeous, summertime-in-the-rocky-mountains weather by going ‘splorin up in the hills around my dad’s place. Roosevelt National Forest is right in his back yard, and makes an excellent place to get away. Conveniently located about 50 miles from Rocky Mountain National Park, which conveniently attracts most of the tourists and campers and shit, the area is a pristine, quiet little nook of the mountains that makes for a good place to go for a drive.
So, I threw my dog and the camera in the old Toyota Tacoma and hit the road. Our destination was the little town of Red Feather lakes. But, as they say, whoever the hell they are, the journey is often more important than the destination itself. And this is made even more accurate by the fact that I changed my mind, and thus the destination, about halfway through the trip…
But I digress, let’s go 4-wheeling.
Come back soon for pictures of the final destination: Creedmore Lakes.
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