Well, I’ll try not to echo the same sentiments I did back in this post, but it is worth repeating. This is one of my favorite spots in the state, and maybe the world. Views and mountains forever.
So naturally, this was one of the places I insisted that we hit up for some aspen hiking. Unfortunately we were there a little before peak season (some aspens were still green) but of course a walk at Wilkerson Pass is never a waste of time in my book.
As much as I love exploring new places – in fact I crave it after not too long – there is a wonderful comfort in visiting the same locations over various periods and seasons. It’s a spot that bridges the gap of time and you can remember your first visit, along with how you felt and what you were experiencing at intervals in between then and now. And through all that looking back there’s this impossible wonder at where you’ve ended up and how long ago yet close those memories feel to you. Spots like that – like this one – that change with each season, yet remain reassuringly familiar, are worth their weight in gold.
This is definitely one of my timeless spots, at least, one of probably only two in the state of Colorado (of course, hometowns have a way of cramming themselves full of these remarkable time portals). Always a comfort, no matter the season.
It’s a spot where you feel forever.