Hunter Creek

At the suggestion of one of my roommates, I caught a bus driven by a sombre Mexican to a valley in Aspen town. Not really knowing where I was going, I followed a river upstream for around two or three hours, and after nearly losing heart and turning back, I found a path leading to a piercing mountainscape. As it turned out, there was a trail back that only took twenty minutes, but the long way is always the good way, have no doubt.