In the morning we packed up camp and headed just down the road to the Moffat Tunnel to do some hiking. We have been meaning to go there for years, and this campground was so close that it worked out perfectly.
We got to watch a couple of trains go through the tunnel. The boys waved to the conductor, who kindly blew the whistle and waved back. They were thrilled.
Lots of silly faces that day.
Austin gives me every dandelion he finds.
We hiked for a ways until the trail was just too muddy for hiking with little boys. It was pretty wet the whole way with fresh snow melt, and there were lots of stream crossings. Most had nice bridges. (perfect for rock throwing, obviously).
I always find old homes and ghost towns fascinating. We found this house on the side of the trail, near another old log cabin. What was life like for the people that lived there? What a different life.
Austin "hiding" from me.
James Peak. Beautiful!
It was a great trip and I'm glad we could make it happen, even without much planning. :)
































