The first full day of fall. Was it just on Sunday that it was almost 90 degrees and I drank all 3 liters of water I was carrying? A dusting of snow appeared on the high mountains yesterday afternoon, ushering in the new season. It also brought two great horned owls outside the cabin last evening. One was right above the cabin, silhouetted against the alpen glow, as he answered his cohort in a tree on the other side of the river.
Today we took the back way up to Calypso Cascades. The wind would keep the cold front at bay for a while, and then the clouds would descend and start pelting us with tiny hail. Every time the clouds would lift, we were treated to a rainbow and beautiful views of Meeker, Longs, and Pagoda.
The aspen are still beautiful - don't know what type of final color we will get after the wind in the last 24 hours. Pockets are already finished, while other stands still have further to go. Each day is a new vision of color, yet I know it will all be gone within 10 more days.
Copeland Falls was our last stop of the day. I think it is more beautiful in the fall when there is not as much water rushing over the rocks and the sun reflects at a lower angle to make it sparkle. The clarity of the water brings out the details of every rock in the pool.
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