Sunset at Hartman Rocks
Sometimes the best travel moments are the ones you never planned for. You can spend weeks researching and making itineraries for a trip only to stumble on an incredible experience by complete chance.
I had one of those moments earlier this summer with my family on our way down to southwestern Colorado for a hut to hut trip through the San Juan mountains. We finally had our gear loaded in the back of our car and pulled away from home by early afternoon, aiming to spend the night in Gunnison. I had my camera in hand the entire drive as we climbed over mountain passes and stopped at vista points. We had our last good slice of pizza in Crested Butte, thinking of the days of peanut butter and camp food we had ahead of us.
By the time we got back on the road towards Gunnison, dramatic thunderheads were gathering over the mountains and the light had just begun to turn golden. My brother, who had been living in Gunnison for the summer, mentioned a spot he liked to mountain bike and on a whim we decided to check it out to watch the sun go down. We pulled up amongst these incredible rock formations just as the landscape was drenched in warm, pink light.
We stayed until the only light left was erratic flashes of lightening in the distance, glad to have caught the best sunset of the summer.
“Never waste any amount of time doing anything important when there is a sunset outside that you should be sitting under.”
— C. Joybell C.