Great Sand Dunes!
After Austin, I headed to northern Texas to get some mountain biking in. I camped at Palo Duro State Park where I found some good trails to ride.
But now I feel like play time is over...I made it to Colorado! My first stop was the Great Sand Dunes National Park and Preserve. I got in right before dark and had just enough time to set up camp and hit the sack for the night. The next morning I got up and checked out the visitor center. I got some information from the Ranger about this offroad trail, Medano Pass, that goes through the mountain pass but it was closed due to some heavy rains the previous day. He said they were trying to have it open later in the day and pointed me towards the sand dunes and said, "go hike!" So I grabbed my day pack and set off for the tallest sand dune in North America..
view from the bottom..
on the way up..
I made it! Tallest sand dune in North America conquered!
View from the top..
I headed back to camp and saw the road to Medano Pass still closed so I set up camp for another night. While at camp, a fellow camper told me that there was an awesome day hike at the end Medano Pass that goes up into the mountain to a beautiful lake. I woke up the next day to find the road open.
Leave the pre-runners and AWDs at home boys...this is four wheel drive only..
dunes on the left..
lots of Medano creek crossings as I went up the mountain, 9 in all I think..
and lots of deer!
and turkeys!
still hurting a bit from the 2010 wildfires..
So after an hour drive drive up the mountain on Medano Pass, I reached the trailhead at 9500 feet. 4 miles to the lake the sign says so up up up we go..
After about 2 1/2 hours I made it to the lake at 11,500 feet..
I'm not sure how that rainbow effect got in that picture but that's what it felt like when I finally reached the lake!
At the lake, I ran into 2 groups of hunters. 4 guys were hunting elk by bow and 4 were hunting big-horn sheep. The elk hunters were in their tents getting some rest from hunting all night but the big-horn sheep hunters were just getting there so I ********-chatted with them for about an hour. They answered all my stupid questions about the area and hunting big-horn sheep. I asked them how long they were going to be up in the mountains and they said they were prepared to stay a week but hopefully it wouldn't take that long. I found out the guide of this expedition grew up about a 1 1/2 hours from where I grew up. The conversation naturally turned to fishing for about 20 minutes. I built up a good rapport with these guys and they seemed pretty interested in my story. Then they asked what's next for me. The wrong answer was the one I gave them: "going back down the mountain to the trailhead and setting up camp for the night. Tomorrow I'll head about 1 1/2 hours north of here to ride a mountain bike trail then hike the Four Pass Loop. From there I'll probably make my way north to Denver."
The correct answer would have been: "heading back down the mountain to the trailhead to grab my backpacking gear and join you for a couple of days." There's no doubt they would have said yes as long as I could carry my own weight. I might have had to glue some natural flora and fauna to my jacket to make a make-shift ghillie suit but it would have been worth it to see a big-horn sheep in the wild.
Oh well, plan B ain't so bad. Tomorrow I head to Salida, CO to mountain bike the IMBA Epic rated Monarch Crest trail!