I’ve made it my goal to go hiking every weekend this summer. I’ll post photos from my hikes on here so you can enjoy them!
On the 18th, I geared up in my beat up old hiking boots and drove an hour-ish northeast of Greeley to hike around the Pawnee Buttes. Last time I was up in the Pawnee Grasslands was with my Brothers for our Spring Retreat, and it SNOWED on us. SNOWED in APRIL. Our sponsor came with us, and kept making fun of my pup tent, saying it would fall over. What up, it did not.
Anyway, that’s a completely different story. Luckily it did not snow on me the second time I went out there. When I finally reached the trailhead, there were no other cars there (around 9 am). The first thing I saw, though, were the cows.
Once they saw me, they moved quickly away, and I continued on with my life. That’s when I came up the small hill and looked out into the distance.
Talk about BEAUTIFUL. It took my breath away. I admired the view for a few minutes, then began my way down the hill.
After I got down the initial hill, I was in what looked like a dry riverbed, twisting and turning around and around.
Oh no- the way is blocked! I figured that rain had washed all of the tumbleweed into a corner. I carefully picked my way around them, and was a little nervous that I might run across a rattle snake. Luckily, I did not.
Some flowers around the trail.
The only “animals” I saw on the trail itself was this moth and some animal bones.
While my goal had been to make it to the West Butte, I realized that I was getting tired and should turn back (darn it for being out of shape). I made it back to the trailhead, and after studying the map, realized I was actually relatively close to my goal. Double darn it!
After studying the map, I figured that I made it as far as the second “t” in the Buttes, where it’s labelled on the map. Oh well. I guess that means I have to come back, right?
On my way out I stopped for a view of the prairie. Those Western Skies, man.
Also, I ran into these guys! My first real animals of the day!