#61 - Lone Peak

 I was born in Colorado Springs, at the foot of Pike's Peak.  When I was a kid, we took several family vacations to Colorado and even camped (in a camper) in the Rockies.  Ever since then I have wanted to return.  We have driven through (literally through) the Appalachian Mountains in the past few years, but it isn't the same. I even spent a long weekend indoors in Salt Lake City, seeing the mountains from a distance when I stepped outside. Today we landed in Bozeman, Montana and the pilot had to reassure us that we were landing safely, even though it looked like the mountains were right outside our window.  We rented a car and drove south to Big Sky, through the Gallatin Mountain Range and then up the mountain range to get to our cabin at the foot of Lone Peak, elev. 11,253 feet.  
Standing among the lodgepole pines with mountains above my head and streams running by my feet - there's nothing like it for me.  I need to start planning my next trip.