Yair and I spent a glorious three days in the Rocky Mountains this week, and stole for ourselves a glimpse of paradise. Rocky Mountain NP does not necessarily have the most jaw-dropping terrain of all the places we have seen. But every part of the park was beautiful, serene and – at times – breathtaking.
On our first day, we ascended to the tundra and – at over 12,000 feet – felt like we were on top of the world. But unlike with Mount Elbert, we didn’t have to hike 12 hours to get there!
Learning about the wildlife was fascinating. In order to camouflage and survive in the tundra, many animals completely change their coats 2-3 times each year. The marmot descends into such a deep hibernation that its heart beats just once per minute and its lungs breathe just once every 3-6 minutes during the entire winter season. Wild.
Yair and I had a bit of drama in the park, but – if we were going to have a serious conversation – Rocky Mountain NP was one heck of a beautiful place to do it.
Yair and I hiked to three incredible lakes and – after taking off for some solo hiking – I sang my heart out to the mountains for over an hour in every language I knew. I tucked myself onto a rock ledge that was just off trail and out of eyesight, and many a passerby looked for the mysterious voice which the mountains had generously amplified with their acoustics.
We are now in Wyoming and have been exploring the magnificence of the Grand Tetons. Between the Tetons, Yellowstone and Glacier, there will be plenty of beauty to see in the weeks ahead, but I hope to return to Rocky Mountain National Park one day soon!
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