Started this journey off with a spontaneous thought to go up to Estes Park one lovely weekend. Although cloudy in my area it wasn't foggy, just somewhat downcast. The mountains are a whole another story. The fog was heavy across the mountains as we arrived in Estes. I loved the regal setting of the Stanley Hotel against the heavy drifting fog.
We had a quick lunch here although I was nervously watching the fog get heavier and the sky get darker. I don't mind the overcast and cloudy so much as the dark. And snow. Snow gets me wet and cold and the darkness makes for lousy pictures deep in the forest.
Driving into Rocky Mountain National Forest the snow had already started to fall. Fast, hard flurries that covered you in a blanket of soggy white within seconds.
The silhouettes of the tree line against the thick mist captured my attention. It was so beautiful - the layers of fog hanging between the lines of trees. Surely there were THINGS, things that were alive, hiding behind that wall of mystery, watching.
It was hard to shake off the shivers. I did walk quite a bit into the forest but never strayed off the road. I just had to engrave these picturse into my mind.
Over the bridge (no trolls guarding it though...)
and up the trail - into the forest I went.
Beyond this line the haze was so thick I couldn't get a better shot than this one. Some may view this shot as a failure. It's rainy and hard to make out. But it's one of my favorites from this trip. Mystery. Intrigue. Even fear. It's all there in the haze of the incoherent whispers of the fog and snow.
Wet snow quickly melts and the ground didn't become thick with the flurries - instead it coated the roads in that beautiful reflective moisture and of course soaked me through.
Although I didn't get to hike like I wanted the trip through the park still made for some lovely views.
Stopped for awhile and watched these graceful obvious creatures who were obviously enjoying the wet treat of slushy grass.
The only thing I dislike about the fog is the inability to see the peaks of the mountains. You can only see the base here in the picture below. The tiny scraggly tree stood out against the base of the blue mountains however and caught my attention.
We made it out of the park just barely before darkness completely swallowed up the view. I don't think it was a wasted trip though. Days like these give me an odd boost of endorphins. Much more so than a day full of bright sun. I swear I'm wired backwards. ;)
Thank you so much for coming along for the ride - hope you enjoyed it as much as I did!