Whitney Lake

Here are pictures of the hike.

Summer time

The beat of summer keeps a constant tempo. Before you know it, the work week drums by and it’s time to load up the truck to find new camping melodies.

The get-up-and-go is a part of the weekend routine, and we execute packing with speed and precision. A new camping spot is awaiting us at the end of the road trip.

Once found, the tent and chairs practically pitch themselves and our second home is made. Beers crack open, a fire sparks, and the cribbage board shuffles cards.

Night falls, and the flames draw us in like a trance. Philosophizing, dreaming, and beckoning our chat on a little longer with each word. The stars hover over, as not to be outdone by the fire flickering below them.

The morning creeps over the trees, insisting coffee percolate. Soon everything must be packed up, waiting to be released until the next weekend.

But for now, a still morning and coffee must be enjoyed.

Enough of my rambling — here are the latest pictures from our trip to Brown Creek (just north of Salida).

Aspen chases Moses

Tyler takes the stage

I coaxed a reluctant Tyler into preforming his Bob Dylan impression for the camera. The conversation is a little hard to hear, but he's mostly telling me no and to "take the camera off my face."

Meet Ted

Ted is the newest addition to the Hansen household. So far he is fitting in well, and likes his new digs. But I guess anything is better than a plastic container at a pet store...