Two fourteeners in two weeks. Yep, that’s how Mike and I roll. This past weekend we spent Saturday in Denver before heading up into the mountains to sleep in Breckenridge and prep for Quandary Peak. Yes, it’s another “easy” fourteener according to the books, but I’m sorry, hiking much above 12,500 feet isn’t that “easy.”
Despite my ever-increasing gym schedule I still find it hard to catch my breath by 13,000 feet and have to take quick breaks in regular intervals. Looking over certain ridges and getting a sense of the exposure (i.e., tumble down a rock field potential) is also eerie, and it can mess with your head for sure. I’ll never have a major mountain climb in my sights, that’s a fact.
As with the other two we’ve done, I hate our decision for most of the ascent and feel so proud and accomplished all the way down and for the rest of the week. By 12:30pm Sunday we had sat atop a peak rising 14,000 feet above sea level and hiked for nearly six hours round trip. I’d say that’s a good Sunday. Hope you enjoy the pictures as much as we enjoyed taking them!