An early rise of 4am started the day in a good direction to get my little brother in law and I to Rocky Mountain National Park on time. Being from Missouri, Ben doesn't have a ton of opportunities to hike in the mountains. So, while visiting for Thanksgiving, I wanted to give him a chance to do so.
We pulled into the parking lot without another soul in sight. A clean slate of fresh three inch powder covered everyone's tracks from the days before. It was our own winter wonderland.
We quickly made our way up along the trail I had been on so many other times, however. Passing Nymph Lake, I did make one wrong turn since the trail had a decent drift over it, throwing off my memory of which way the trail forked.
We waded through waste deep snow at this point. Ben became superman and smashed a way up to a ridge line that we worked back to the path.
Once we were back on track, it was no time at all before we stood in front of Hallett Peak and Flattop Mountain. I quickly setup for my shots watching the early dawn light slowly melt over the peaks. The wind began to pick up above tree line and the snow began to soar, creating a huge flame from the vibrant morning light.
Sharing the moment with Ben was pretty awesome. And I do believe that our shouts and hoots in response to the beauty didn't go unnoticed since two other photographers surprised us during our war cries.
Other than dunking my legs in icy water, it was a fabulous day to share with my little bro.
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