Last night's sunset reflected the tumultuous weather that has buffeted our forest recently.
However, those clouds cleared out overnight setting up an amazing spring day on the Front Range! I started my morning on my bike, feeling sluggish but happy. I even found some singletrack trail open and dry for riding. Alas, it remained snow-free for only about a quarter mile. At the end, coyote tracks marched off into the distance in deep snow and a crystal clear winter view serenaded me.
After I rode, I took the Labraduo for a hike. We started in a meadow that had a unique mountain view.
In the meadow, I found an ancient vertebra from an animal long gone from our world. As I philosophically contemplated it, thinking about my spine problems, K sniffed it. I happened to capture that instant with my camera. What a juxtaposition of a beautiful nose with the body part that has caused me so much trouble!
Shortly later, we followed our noses up to a ridge where the duo posed in front of the unblemished blue sky.
I spotted a Clark's Nutcracker posed on a tree skeleton, enjoying the view of the mountains and the springlike day. As I watched him, the scent of wet pine needles, drying in the sun, wafted up to me. What a sweet spring smell!
We had a glorious, but hot hike. I had winter gear on but the sun heated air soared to the high 40s. Whew, it's a heat wave! I even spotted one of our summer birds who had arrived, a flashy male Williamson's Sapsucker. I'll tell you more about him tomorrow.
Later in the day, I spent some time with my trio of bears, via my collection of photos of their play. Here's a movie of unfettered joyful playing by a pair of mismatched yearling cubs. It is amazing how much bigger one of them is. I haven't yet found out if male yearlings are typically much larger than females. Does anyone else know if that's true?