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“Wander where you will over all the world, from every valley seeing forever new hills calling you to climb them, from every mountain top farther peaks enticing you… until you stand one day on the last peak on the border of the interminable sea, stopped by the finality of that.”
I took a drive up to Cameron Pass yesterday. I had not been up there since the fire in 2020. With rain and snow the past few days and overcast skies in town, I thought I would find some wintery images. I really don’t venture into the mountains much anymore, preferring the open prairie to my east instead. However, I enjoyed my morning drive up there and back. Wonderful weather up there on the pass with blue sky and temperatures around 40 degrees. The above image is on the way up and shows the Poudre River near its headwaters. The melting snow was a dirty brown at lower elevations where up here it is still clear sparkling water.
This is the open meadow at the top of the pass. You get some idea of the height of those peaks in the distance as the pass I’m shooting from is at 10,249 feet. Plenty of snow so you would not think it was June 1st. Not all that familiar with this area but think the peak in the distance is Mt. Mahler. What a beautiful sky we had that day! There were some cross country skiers enjoying themselves up there.
This area was devastated by the Cameron Peak fire in the late summer of 2020. The fire began on August 13, 2020, and was declared 100% contained on December 2, 2020. In that time period the fire burned 208,663 acres (326 sq mi.). The wildfire was the largest to ever burn in Colorado’s history, and became the first wildfire to surpass 200,000 acres. Not the kind of bragging rights we want. The fire is thought to have a major impact on the wildlife, habitat loss, tree population, and many more elements over the next several years. The burn scar from the fire is expected to last and will take years to recover properly. Many areas within the burn scar burned intensely and will take many years for the native Ponderosa Pines to regrow. The cause of the fire is still unknown. Here is a link to information of the fire. The above was shot taken near Chambers Lake from my car.
Nature was creating beautiful art with the clouds and the dark blue sky on Memorial Day. As any restless photographer would do upon seeing these clouds from home, I headed to Pineridge Natural Area to take in all the beauty, journal and listen to the birds sing. With nothing on my schedule for the rest of day and with all the cloud activity, I decided to drive east so I could get closer to those clouds.
Looking at the eastern horizon about 7:30 pm on Memorial Day
Along Weld County Road 15 I spotted this scene. What a mix of dark, almost tornadic looking formation on the left side of the image and those bright white cumulonimbus clouds on the right just at the horizon. Not sure how far away they were but I imagine 40-70 miles. With all the wind blowing the smog along the Front Range out over Kansas somewhere, we have had rather beautiful dark blue skies the past few days.
Running Deer Natural Area about 8:00 pm on Memorial Day
Driving back into town I stopped at the Running Deer Natural Area for a bathroom break and was given this third image. I love how nature does that, just freely and unexpectedly offers gifts. Just to the left of center you can see clouds shrouding around Longs Peak (one of Colorado’s 53 14ers). This view is looking out over a marshy area so I am surrounded by Red-winged and Yellow-headed blackbirds all in chorus, and of course, millions of bugs.
As I write this I am reminded of the homemade ice cream my parents would traditionally make on Memorial Day when I was younger. And today would have been my parents 73rd wedding anniversary and the first without mom. I will give my dad a call. And, maybe talk about the homemade ice cream.
Green blades of grass in the open meadow at Reservoir Ridge Natural Area
“I have been and still am a seeker, but I have ceased to question stars and books; I have begun to listen to the teaching my blood whispers to me.”
Hermann Hesse
This low perspective shows some of the green we are seeing in the meadows. We really do need to see some moisture and that may happen this coming weekend.
Knowledge has entertained me and it has shaped me and it has failed me. Something in me still starves. In what is probably the most serious inquiry of my life, I have begun to look past reason, past the provable, in other directions. Now I think there is only one subject worth my attention and that is the precognition, the condition of my own spiritual state. I am not talking about having faith necessarily, although one hopes to. What I mean by spirituality is not theology, but attitude. Such interest nourishes me beyond the finest compendium of facts. In my mind now, in any comparison of demonstrated truths and unproven but vivid intuitions, the truth loses.
Modern life seems to recede further and further away from nature, and closely connected with this fact we seem to be losing the feeling of reverence towards nature. It is probably inevitable when science and machinery, capitalism and materialism go hand in hand so far in a most remarkably successful manner. Mysticism, which is the life of religion in whatever sense we understand it, has come to be relegated altogether in the background. Without a certain amount of mysticism there is no appreciation for the feeling of reverence, and, along with it, for the spiritual significance of humility. Science and scientific technique have done a great deal for humanity; but as far as our spiritual welfare is concerned we have not made any advances over that attained by our forefathers. In fact we are suffering at present the worst kind of unrest all over the world.