|San Juan National Forest|
Sprawling across the southwest corner of Colorado, the San Juan National Forest is a spectacular wilderness. Consumed by severe weather, it's a faraway land featuring towering pine trees and glistening, white peaks.
Buried under a blanket of deep snow, the blue forest is a sleepy dreamland. Still laying low in the cobalt sky, a yellow sun radiates golden rays that warm the frigid landscape.
Bright light comes streaming through the placid interior, creating strange shadows that follow a rugged contour. The wide trail is packed solid, offering evidence that many others have come before me.
This high country embraces the snug comfort of a nice, long winter. Despite the region beginning to wake from hibernation, I find myself mostly alone except for the reassuring company of a pair of fluffed up Stellar's Jays.
|A spectacular wilderness|
|Towering pine trees|
|Glistening white peaks|
|Buried under a blanket of snow|
|A sleepy dreamland|
|The yellow sun radiates golden rays|
|A placid interior|
|A rugged contour|
|Others have come before me|
|Snug comfort of a long winter|
|Fluffed Stellar's jays|