Our first family hike of the season.
We hiked three miles up the West Boulder to the meadows. I had forgotten there was a big fire up that way a couple years ago. I hardly recognized the place until we got to the meadows.
Anders didn’t walk enough, so Henry and I were kind of beat at the end of the day. Carrying the boys plus all the picnic supplies, rain gear etc. added up to a bit of weight. Still, spring flowers, saturated colors and a big river made up for the mule-like walking conditions.