IT WAS predicted to rain the entire weekend in Crested Butte- the wildflower capital of Colorado and our adventure of choice that weekend. At 4.5 hours away from our home base of Denver, it was no short or easy drive. My adventure buddies Alaina and MK and I had a choice to make. We weren’t sure how much longer the renown wildflowers would be peaking, and wanted to see why this quaint town nestled in the Elk Mountains was given its nickname. We arrived to a downpour in the dead of night, not truly knowing what to expect from that weekend. We awoke to green mountains, an infinite amount of wildflowers, indescribable views, and no doubt in our minds we had made the right decision in venturing to the tiny town of Crested Butte.
Date
February 22, 2016