Rain on the way to the trailhead. Would the mountains allow us to climb today or not? The drizzle had stopped but clouds were swirling overhead as we started out. On the ridge just before Chasm Junction it looked like we might be granted our wish. Longs Peak came into view along with patches of blue sky.
We continued on the trail almost to the Boulderfield, and then cut out toward Storm Peak. Did we mention that there were plenty of rocks to climb? Boulders to climb, boulders to stick to, boulders that rocked under your feet, and more boulders beyond that.
At the summit at least the clouds were higher than us. We had a strange foggy view down into Glacier Gorge directly below us. Cory, Mar Margaret, Theresa, Ian, Tom, Maggie, Marilyn, Allie, Annie and Muneca on the summit.
And of course we had to go back down all those wonderful boulders on the return trip. Somehow they seemed a little easier on the way down.
We were off the ridges and back towards the main trail before the rain finally hit. We had one last view up to Longs amidst the acres of boulders.
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