Since we live in Colorado, it is more or less mandatory that we go camping and/or backpacking each summer.
Hardship, you mutter.
Well, yes, it’s true that I relish leaving our neck of suburbia to head for the hills. But I also appreciate sleeping in a normal bed.
Anyhow, my sons and I went for an overnight near Silver Plume. I tried to find a good backpacking book for Colorado, which you might think would be easy to find. No. So I punted. We went to the Georgetown tourist info booth and got some simple maps for the nearby mountains. We headed left — and up — from Silver Plume. Ben and I camped at the nearest flat spot (an old trail).
Jay and his buddy Nathan did a survival night — no tent, no sleeping bag. Thankfully, no rain either. I was proud of them — but I’ll leave it at the fact that they melted their two ponchos and ate a very large breakfast with Ben and I late the next morning.
