The sun crept slowly across the Arkansas River Valley. To the west, the tallest range of mountains in the Rockies, The Collegiate Peaks, were illuminated by the morning sun rising over the eastern hills that we were bivouacked on. A blue sky greeted me this morning on a hike up the hill. I took in views from afar of barren-topped mountains, fog, and two hot air balloons rising in the calm air, which was quite the opposite of the night that had just passed: a classic monsoon. Storms rolling in slowly over Yale, Harvard, or Oxford Mountain, with lightning, and some incredible wind. All this rocking us in intervals every hour or so; almost enough time to set up our faulty tent with no rain tarp included. ----------------------------------------------- "It feels like we've been out here
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