On Sunday, Christian and I hiked up to the spot where he proposed to me six years ago. The kids stayed with grandma; so, we camped out near tree-line and had a romantic steak and cous cous dinner (campfire style).
The fall colors were amazing.
We passed by this avalanche site from last winter. The slide knocked trees down 1,000 feet up the slope across the valley. (For you Alabama kids, think tornado). We had to scramble across the smattered trees.
We followed the West Fork of Alpine gulch up and up. There is a particular mineral spring just below the waterfall that causes the water to appear milky, or silver. The rocks are turned a beautiful bluish-purple color.
This is the waterfall where Christian asked me to be his wife. We climbed up to the top (somewhat treacherous), and found an amazing basin above where we camped out.
Here's me cooking our gourmet sourdough toast with jelly and cheese omelette breakfast. I have that "slept-in-a-tent" look about me.
We had a wonderful time exploring the waterfall rich basin the next morning. Oh, and we spotted a large elk herd (I counted 36) on Sunday evening. Christian tried out his elk bugling and got the attention of all the bulls and cows. We saw them clearly through our binoculars, but we didn't get any photos of the beasts.