Snow Mesa to the San Juans
I’m not even going to lie to you guys.
I stopped writing upon getting to the San Juans.
I don’t know if I was just tired every night when I hit the sack, or if I started to meld into the life of the trail, but I didn’t really write at all.
I’m sorry if that’s disappointing to anyone, but its what happened. The San Juans are one of the most beautiful places I’ve ever seen. They had a totally different feel than the West Collegiates, and we experienced every type of weather, including a crazy thunder hailstorm (that I totally blame on Bumble, because she took her rain gear off and totally jynxed us all!)
I did, however, take a gajillion pictures.
I hope you enjoy!
