This has been a great hiking week for us. First we hiked the Black Powder Trail in Poudre Canyon, just outside beautiful Fort Collins, Colorado.
Then yesterday Suzanne had lots of work to catch up on, so it was my chance to tackle Flattop Mountain, a “hard” 9 mile round-trip with 3,000 feet of elevation gain, from 9,400 to 12,400 feet. I did the math, and it was a 12% grade; going up was tough, with my pulse rate about the same as when I run hard. At the top it was cold, in the high 40s with a 25 kt wind. I sent this photo from my iPhone, with the caption “Sent from Hooters”. Here’s the reply I got back from Suzanne: If there is a girl in skimpy, tight orange shorts who took that photo, I am never letting you go off by yourself again!
The views from the top of Flattop Mountain were spectacular. There are only a handful of nearby peaks that are higher, and I was blessed with good weather: only two light showers and one minor thunderstorm that hit when I was back in the trees. Going downhill was much easier for some reason… like, “gravity”. It had taken me 2 and a half hours to climb, and only 2 hours to descend, but the stress on ankles and knees was worse on the return.
There weren’t any big animals up top, but lots of yellow-bellied marmots (Marmota flaviventris) who often pose briefly for photos. Marmots live to about 15 years of age. When young males finish their winter hibernation, they leave their burrows and look for mates. A robust, healthy male may have as many as four females living in his burrow by the time winter returns. (One wonders if he gets any rest during this period… hey, not for that reason… I was thinking about all the talking that his girlfriends must be doing before they hibernate and he gets some sleep.)
On Thursday, Suzanne was well-rested, while I was pretty bushed from my previous day’s hike. She picked out a “moderate” 6 mile hike with a 1,000 foot elevation gain. She looks pretty chipper in this photo, doesn’t she? 
This fly fisherman was casting for trout, and caught and released one while I was watching. (You can’t keep them here in the park.) You will note that he has waders on; the water temp is probably in the 50s.
The lake which was our destination was beautiful, surrounded by mountains and with very few hikers around. Thankfully, everyone respected the serenity and kept their voices to whispers… allowing Her Highness to catch a quick nap. Actually, she’s not sleeping, but gasping for breath. It seems her sensitivity extends to altitude, and the 10,000-foot-plus elevation left My Lovely Bride a bit winded.
2 Comments
Anonymous
Glad you made it to the Loch and Flattop. Those are great tastes of Rocky Mountain National Park. I hope you will return next year to enjoy the main course.
Geoff Letchworth (the local you met at Cub Lake last week)
Ty and Suzanne Giesemann
Geoff, Thanks for the comment. Yes, we hope to spend mid-Aug to mid-Sep here next summer. If you send an email to me at ftgiesemann@aol.com, we can keep in touch. Would love to get some more hiking advice from you and Jim in person. By the way, I told a new RV owner here about your driving at night story; he was just about to make the 6 hour trip from Longmont to his home in Wyoming, and it was about 6:00 PM when we talked… he changed his mind and left the next morning! All the best, Ty