WE WOULD BE FOOLS TO WASTE THIS WONDERFUL WEATHER, knowing how capricious springtime in Colorado can be. But until the migrating birds arrive we have been sticking to nearby Cherry Creek State Park for our "essential activites." This morning we disobeyed the "10-miles from home" directive and drove down to Colorado Springs to one of our old favorites, Garden of the Gods, one of the finest city parks in the country.
Where once I climbed I now only reminisce
In our younger days when I was more of a spry guy we would go the the Garden to climb the slippery sandstone slabs and delicate spires with Jim and Cathy. We soon found better climbing venues but never better climbing partners and I recalled many special days on many of the rocks as we walked along the trails. I think for the present we will leave the climbing to the youngsters.
A peek at Pike's Peak from the paved trail
The park has evolved as the population of “the Springs” has increased. The pathways are paved, road-side parking is verboten, trail maps and cautions are everywhere and climbers must obtain permits. The rose-colored rock formations still amaze and peeks of Pike’s Peak are aways a pleasant surprise.
Serpents in the Garden have the right of way
But watchout — the resident Western rattlesnakes can go wherever they please!
