There is nothing like the Rocky Mountains in the autumn. Rather than the reds and oranges of an East Coast fall, here the colors are concentrated and distilled. Blue sky. Yellow leaves. White bark. Dark green evergreens. Glory.
We camped at Kenosha Pass this year. Usually we drive almost five hours out to Paonia to pick apples and then wander home over all the golden mountain passes--McClure, Kebler, Cottonwood. This time we decided to stay closer to home. Here at Kenosha Pass along the Colorado Trail, camping at 10,000 feet, we were still under 1.5 hours from home.
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