CO Climb and Camp – July 2013 August 15, 2013Posted by Heather in Camping, Colorado, Friends, Road Trip.
Tags: Brush Creek Road CO, camping, Canal Zone climbing, Clear Creek CO, Friends, Lime Creek, Slack Lining
Let’s go back to CO. In addition to a fun day of climbing in Eldorado Canyon with Ed, Denise, Elasha and I had a morning of climbing at a little sport crag up clear Creek Canyon called the Canal Zone. A quick approach (maybe a mile walk from downtown Golden?) several well-bolted routes and AM shade appeal to those seeking moderately-rated sport climbing.
Clear Creek flows down through Golden, CO. The Creek’s been loved to death, (kayaking, swimming, walking, picnicking). I noted much needed riparian restoration is happening along the creek.
Lookout Mountain above Clear Creek. The “M’ is for CO School of Mines.
Denise, Elasha and I met at the rec center and walked up the creek, crossed the bridge, and headed up the hill to the crag.
The creek looking up canyon:
An aqueduct of some sort once snaked up the side of the canyon. Remnants are still visible:
Saw some cactus not seen in my home-place. No rattlesnakes were encountered, fortunately.
A trip above treeline was one of my CO trip requests. Friends Kurt, Todd and I headed a ways west out I70 to Eagle, CO and headed south down Brush Creek Road. Through a pretty valley studded with horse farms we went, then past Sylvan Lake State Park.
Passed a cattle drive.
Followed the dirt road about 20 miles out.
I think (but not sure) the mountains in the background are in the Holy Cross Wilderness.
We were headed for a 4×4 fire road above Lime Creek familiar to my travel companions. It was gated. Bummed, a bit of time was spent driving up other fire roads looking for the perfect campsite with a the most important qualifier, a VIEW.
And this we found.
Kurt set up a slack line, a source of entertainment new to me.
I wasn’t steady enough to walk sans poles. I’d love a place with a yard so I may set one up. It’s great balance exercise. I could feel my core working!
I also slacked in a hammock with a helluva view. Napping bliss!
That night we enjoyed a campfire, smores and the Supermoon’s rise:
Glad to have some time, up high, camping with friends. We were above 10,000′. Boy could I feel it! Living at sea level’s taken its toll on my altitude fitness.
Missing this sort of landscape.