We inadvertently found the trailhead to go to St. Elmo Wednesday when we picnicked. So, Thursday, it was decided we would all start from St. Elmo, and those who wanted to hike to the other side could, and the rest would hike to a certain point and turn around. The little girls could pet the chipmunks again (a blog post on that later), and then Dad would back-track to St. Elmo and drive the van to the other side to pick up the hikers.
It was a steep, long climb out of St. Elmo, and the guys who packed Abby and Bethany got the hardest workout. But, it was beautiful as we hiked in the midst of the tall aspen and fir trees. As we went further, a stream flowed near us, and the sound of that mountain stream was so refreshing. This was our last real day of hiking, because Friday we took it easy.
I sent my camera along with the group who hiked to the other side.
The end of the story? Those of us who went back to St. Elmo had a restful time, and then we drove around to pick up the others. By this time, the usual afternoon thunderstorm had descended, and although we were making progress to get to them, we knew our hikers would be okay since they had brought rain gear and would not be in the open areas. Come to find out, the hikers had continued after reaching the end of the trail and walked an additional 7 miles, for a total of 13. Wow! Several even made it back to the cabin without a ride.
PS – We still have a chipmunk post coming and a final, wrap-up Friday to finish out Colorado.
“Our help is in the name of the Lord, who made heaven and earth.”