Let it Snow

It never ceases to amaze me how quickly the landscape can change when you're just walking.  Before Cuba we were in a desert.  Today, leaving Cuba, we were in an alpine environment. We stopped at the RV park to say goodbye to Sleeping Bare on our way out of town and then on to San Pedro Park trail head.

It was a steady climb all morning through a forest of pine and aspen to 10,000 feet.  Everything was green and there was water everywhere in creeks, streams, and running down the trail.

 There was a lot of mud too.  We both felt strong and had no issues with the elevation.  At lunch we heard the rumble of thunder and didn't hesitate to pitch the tarp.  We're prepared!  Bring it!  The thunder only lasted twenty minutes but we waited longer to be sure.  It was snowing.  It snowed all afternoon as we waded through a marshy area, slogged through mud, and scrambled over and around downed trees.  There were some beautiful alpine meadows.  After awhile the trail descended back to 8,000 feet and the sun came out.  

We sang every sunshine song we could think of.  So it was a great day.  We had hoped to camp near a spring but couldn't find it so we just found a good spot.  There's a stream in another mile where we can fill up our bottles.