this picture, a quickie among several (more elegantly composed) shots i posted to my FaceBook personal site and the Teaching Blog yesterday, inspired several comments. it was just a quick snap taken while approaching Wolf Creek Pass heading east from Durango. one c(om)ment deeply warmed my heart…may it warms yours as well:
Karen McKinnis commented on your photo.
Karen wrote: “Sometimes I think it’s amazing we all survived our trips over the pass. But I think that Wolf Creek is one of the greatest places on earth. I can remember being there, with great big snow flakes coming down so fast you couldn’t see more than a few inches in front of you. I can remember being there when the moon was so bright you could see almost like day time. I can remember fishing a small stream there and finding wild raspberries that we took home for our ice cream. I remember places where you could pull off the road and go for a hike …I remember peaceful silence so loud you could hear a squirrel breathe. I remember the smell of fresh clean air, pine and aspen tree’s which all smell different, the smell of fertile dirt in the sunshine. I remember being able to stop at the glacier and having snowball fights in the middle of summer. I saw my first wild bear while out fishing on Wolf Creek. I caught a huge trout in a stream I could easily step over. I love it there.”
Thanks for the post – as a frequent traveler over Wolf Creek Pass ( heading towards the San Luis Valley and Salida), I felt like a fellow traveler with you. And I, too, have had some harrowing (drives) if you could call them that!!! over the pass. I close my eyes and I am there. Thanks. Leslie
LH!
you are welc(om)e!!
love,
ec