On Saturday, Andy, Shelly, and I packed up my Passat and drove the hour and a half or so to Estes Park, one of the entrances to Rocky Mountain National Park. The Rockies get really snow-covered starting in October, so a mid-January hike was out of the question and snowshoes were the footwear du jour.
Shelly and me, standing on a lake.
Come on up, guys! I swear it's not too steep!
The lake Shelly and I were standing on in a previous picture, from above now, hence the slight climb.
Andy's response when asked if he wanted to keep going in the piercingly cold wind.
These people do not care about the potentially unsafe ice.
Seriously guys, it was really slippery...