Entering Red Rocks State Park…
It was almost 60 degrees.
At what point do you think they remove that sign?
There was a long bridge…
Over what we in Maine would call a stream.
We walked….
Not always on the trails.
I spotted part of the Apache Fire House…
And said wth.
It’s right there, let’s go take a look.
So we walked on paths.
And through the woods.
Sometimes literally.
We climbed.
And climbed.
And climbed.
And I wondered where the hell we were going because it was right there.
When we got near the top of the Apache Fire Trail?
Named for the Apache Fire House?
The damned thing was way the hell on the other side.
I know!
Somewhere, some evil trail planner was doing this….
Without giving a thought to the poor flatlander lady tourist who had altitude sickness and no booze.
We climbed up a little higher…
But still couldn’t get to it.
Yeah. Kind of like that…
Except your feet hurt and you’re out of breath.
Granted, down was easier than up.
Probably because I was busy envisioning the trail planner’s fiery demise with every step…
I hardly even appreciated all the wonderful red rocks.
My bad.
River's world..... 
Kisva sounds like what you drink…
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I wish. It was a non alcoholic hike…
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Just think of all the great exercise you got!
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We did that!
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There’s a certain bait and switch quality to this walk, isn’t there?
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We definitely got shafted…
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I just got lost in your maze of rocks and couldn’t find my way back to this comment box!! Crazy!!
Must be a lack of food–same reason you were out of breath!! We need food—and pictures!!
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I’m afraid there won’t be any food pics for a while….
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What an adventure! I got tired reading your post. Hiking is fun but can also be frustrating.
💕💕💕 Bernice cooking with Supper Plate
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Imagine how I felt!
😉
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I would have been exhausted! And more than a little frustrated!
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Yeah, that would bother me. That’s not cool. It was a lovely walk and a lovely walk is lovely on its own, but if there’s a lovely walk toward an unattainable goal, it’s just not as lovely at all. 😦
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The house might have been lovely as well, but we’ll never know..
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It’s quite sad.
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The icy bridge sign really hit home with me right now since I just drove home from work in what had to be the most treacherous road conditions I’ve ever experienced thanks to a shot of freezing rain. I’ve never driven past five accidents in a four mile stretch before on a Sunday morning when hardly anyone is even out. I wish it was 60 degrees here!
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Agreed. We’ve had some horrible icy, slushy, refreeze road conditions as well.
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Wonderful photos–thanks for sharing!
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*facepalms*
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