EL JEBEL I havent been much of a runner until recently, and thats out of necessity.
My dog cannot function for the day if I dont take her on a morning stroll when I return from The Gym in Basalt. We have a routine: I return, prepare breakfast, then sit and eat. She stares at me, waiting for the magic words, Lets go.
Were fortunate to live by Crown Mountain Park in El Jebel, so we enter the park then divert down to the Roaring Fork River. Leaving the wide open space of the park for the thick woods along the river has become akin to entering the jungle. Creatures lurk in this case, swarms of pesky mosquitos. They are prepared for an ambush the second we cross an irrigation ditch and approach the river.
It was so bad Wednesday morning that I didnt have time to make Ginger sit and catch her treat. I just flipped the biscuit on the ground and bolted. She took delight in gobbling and chasing. I didnt stop jogging until I was out of the woods.
Roaring Fork Valley residents are now paying the price for such a snowy winter. Even though it hasnt rained much until recently, the bounty of snow during the winter created perfect wet conditions for ungodly hordes of insects, with big hatches coming in the last few weeks. The Hay Park/Thomas Lakes Trail on the shoulder of Mt. Sopris was essentially bug-free three weeks ago. But last week another hiker reported that the mosquitos made it torture.
I was thinking of backpacking this week to one of the lakes up the Fryingpan Valley. Instead, I think Ill hit the Carbondale Mountain Fair. Better to get stung by a mojito than a mosquito.
scondon@aspentimes.com
My dog cannot function for the day if I dont take her on a morning stroll when I return from The Gym in Basalt. We have a routine: I return, prepare breakfast, then sit and eat. She stares at me, waiting for the magic words, Lets go.
Were fortunate to live by Crown Mountain Park in El Jebel, so we enter the park then divert down to the Roaring Fork River. Leaving the wide open space of the park for the thick woods along the river has become akin to entering the jungle. Creatures lurk in this case, swarms of pesky mosquitos. They are prepared for an ambush the second we cross an irrigation ditch and approach the river.
It was so bad Wednesday morning that I didnt have time to make Ginger sit and catch her treat. I just flipped the biscuit on the ground and bolted. She took delight in gobbling and chasing. I didnt stop jogging until I was out of the woods.
Roaring Fork Valley residents are now paying the price for such a snowy winter. Even though it hasnt rained much until recently, the bounty of snow during the winter created perfect wet conditions for ungodly hordes of insects, with big hatches coming in the last few weeks. The Hay Park/Thomas Lakes Trail on the shoulder of Mt. Sopris was essentially bug-free three weeks ago. But last week another hiker reported that the mosquitos made it torture.
I was thinking of backpacking this week to one of the lakes up the Fryingpan Valley. Instead, I think Ill hit the Carbondale Mountain Fair. Better to get stung by a mojito than a mosquito.
scondon@aspentimes.com


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