We hike in alone. Our friends would join us late at night,
Every time I’ve presented her with a challenge, my little girl never ceases to amaze me. I’m very proud of my little trooper but this is a hard trip for me to put into words. There are so many emotions that come up when I look back on the weekend, I just can’t articulate my memories. I guess I’ll try my hand at the “photo TR” since I’m really at a loss.
Total Mileage: ~ 22 miles
Total Elevation: ~ 5,000 ft.
The Team: Kimo, Anna, My 7YO daughter, Floyd, and Me
The Mountains: Mt. Zirkel, Elev. 12,180′, CO Rank 1,205 and Flattop Mountain, Elev. 12,118′, CO Rank 1,244
Not a bad side trip to break up the hike to the lake. I wanted the new big pack to be empty to get her used to it before I loaded her up. She sneaked 5 stuffed animals in while I wasn’t looking.
These falls were a pleasant surprise.
No Bridge = No Problem
Enjoying the flowers after waiting out an afternoon shower under a pine tree.
After around 6 miles and 2,400 feet of gain, we finally near camp
The next day’s ascent path will follow the shadows
Natural High Three Berry Cobbler – a new camp staple – washed down with some hot chocolate, of course
After a good night’s sleep, she’s ready to roll
Rock = Fun but Loose Scree = Not Fun
Once on top of Pt. 12,006, we have work to do… an enjoyable class 2 ridge run
Finally atop her first alpine summit
Half of the family at the top of Routt County
Pano from Zirkel’s Summit – Big Agnes on the left, north to Wyoming and Peggy Peak on the right
A Look over to Flattop. With this weather, we might as well try.
Kimo and Anna zoom ahead for Peggy. She has other ideas. We’ll attempt to reconvene over on Flattop.
Deceptively easy ascent of Flattop from Red Dirt Pass. However, I took us down one gully too early on the descent and got us into some not-so-fun stuff.
The never ending mountain or a highway in the sky… depending on your perspective
Doubling her life’s summit count in one day.
Big Agnes, Zirkel, and a look at our ridge run
Looking down valley towards the trailhead.
Reciting tongue twisters during a gentle stroll from Red Dirt. The face in the snow seemed to watch us at every angle (notice the bulging rock nose?).
Heading for home and a well-earned father/daughter foot soak in the stream
Our campsite behind this row of trees with a stream adding a relaxing sound to sleep to.
Goodbye Zirkel Wilderness. You treated us well.
And Hello Steamboat Smokehouse. Hot wings for her, pulled pork for me
Floyd is loving, but can be intrusive
Thanks for reading!