I love hiking and being outdoors but I admit, I am also a total wuss when I am too exposed to elements in the wild. My heart starts throbbing if I am hiking through deep woods and don’t see a hiker for miles. I get startled when I hear leaves rustling and start to imagine bears and mountain lions coming out of the woodwork. The moment I see a dark cloud above us, I imagine lightning bolts coming down to strike us. My mind runs through the steps recommended by wilderness experts if one encounters bears. Safety steps such as making yourself look big or making loud noises. Although, in reality I know that I am more likely to execute perfect Darwin Award winning moves like trying to outrun the bear or taking shelter under the biggest tree in case of a lightning strike.
After spending our holidays gorging on cookies and chips and a *few* drinks here and there, it was time to leave home and brave the cold in order to shun some of the love around our waists. We did the first hike of 2014 in the beautiful but very windy Rocky Mountain National Park (35 miles NW of Boulder) this past weekend. The 40 mph gusts made for some interesting hiking conditions in the drifting snow. I had done the same trail 2 months ago and the deep snow made it feel like a different trail altogether. The lakes were completely frozen over. The trail and the signs was buried under snow so it was hard to follow the actual trail.