-A photo recap of 21 miles of popping aspen, red dirt, and towering rock outcroppings in Colorado's Staunton State Park- I've lived about 20 minutes from Staunton State Park for about 2 years now, and have dismissed the thought of going for a run there up until today. I mean... how exciting can highway 285 … Continue reading Through the Colors: Staunton State Park
https://youtu.be/CRRlRjSo1hg Citadel ˈsidədl,ˈsidəˌdel/ noun: 1. a fortress that commands a city and is used in the control of the inhabitants and in defense during attack or siege. 2. any strongly fortified place; stronghold. When used in storybook writings and folklore, citadel is bound to provoke imagery of a hilltop castle, skies of fire, and … Continue reading The Citadel
They said if I think I can make it, Mayqueen knows and can get communications out to search and rescue. Ashton bundled his pack up with extra food and warm clothes, and I threw on a pair of tights. I may be beat up, even broken, but I’d be damned if I was going to quit while laying on a cot in the comfort of a fireside sleeping bag.
My adventure from Leadville to the near-top-of-the-USA, to Mt. Hope, and back down. https://www.strava.com/activities/1054423222 I started heading up Mt. Elbert at 4:15am from the Halfmoon trailhead in Leadville, CO. There was a refreshing chill in the air, a contrast that I welcomed compared to the near-one hundred degree stretch the Denver area had experienced that … Continue reading Short Shorts, Tallest Peaks
By Brandon Yonke IG@brandon_yonke_running Watch the adventure: Quandary Peak in 4K https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=_qJBWRrFWEs As the new year approached, I knew I wanted to start the year up in thin air. I had freshly acquired a zero degree sleeping bag that needed to be broken in; my urge to be in the mountains remains regardless of the … Continue reading Frost and Fire- A Quandary Adventure
"How do you feel?” I asked. His reply was straightforward and agreeable. “It’s hot.” The only response I could think to say in that rocky, barren landscape, completely absent of shade, was “Welcome to Hell.” I looked down at my watch to see it reading 98 degrees, which, assuming accuracy, had broken the day’s all time high by four degrees. There was still 50 more miles.
I thought to myself, okay is a relative term. By most standards, probably not. In this situation at this time of night, certainly not. I replied “you know, I’m in the mountains, which is perfect, but my hopes of hitching a ride back to the top of the pass have been shattered…”