There are some moments in life that take your breath away. Times and places that are so beautiful, it physically hurts to breathe.
Last weekend, Mark and I had a guided climb up Hallett Peak in Rocky Mountain National Park. It was the longest, most beautiful, amazing route we have ever done. There will certainly be complex, in depth, information-packed blog posts to come, but this one isn’t about the climb.
We left the Bear Lake trailhead before 4:30a on Saturday morning, and we were climbing through steep, loose talus below the sheer face of Hallett as the sun began lifting through the clouds and mist below us. We watched the movement of the distant and beautiful star as we hiked past 11,500ft of altitude in the Rocky Mountains.
It was one of those moments.
Photos from the day are up in the gallery already, though.