For this years backpacking trip, I decided to hit up a place called Coral Creek, in the Rocky Mountain foothills. The rain that we had been getting all June and July seemed to subside this past week, so I figured it would be dry enough to take our chances. Packed up the kiddo and doggo, and headed out to the area called David Thompson Country.
Hit the trailhead just before noon. The area was busy, due to everyone not travelling abroad this year. However, there was still room in the parking lot, and the trail was in good shape. We strapped on our bags and hit the trail.
Trail was in good condition, and we made good time. I was kinda winging it this trip, so I didn’t have a known campsite to go to. Figured we’d find something along the way, next to the creek somewhere or something.
Stopped for lunch at a beautiful lookout, overlooking the canyon.
That’s when I realized my first mistake: the full name of this Hike was Coral Creek Canyon Trail. Finding a place to get down to the water might be tricky.
Hiked up the trail for several kilometers, until Em’s shoulders were getting too sore. The canyon kept stretching on and on.
Made the decision to backtrack and try and find a place to camp closer to the trailhead. A few km’s back, stumbled upon a spring creek half hidden just off the trail. Followed it into the forest for a bit, and found an old campsite setup waiting for us.
First order of business was to get a fire started and cook up some grub. Left the fire starting in Em’s capable hands, while I gathered some firewood. Got the fire going, and fed the engines with some smokies.
A quick rest in the hammock, and got around to setting up the rest of the camp.
Boiled water for some freeze-dried grub, and sat around the fire for a bit. A thunderstorm rolled in around 11, so we hi-tailed it to the tent and watched the light show across the valley.
To be continued...
Hit the trailhead just before noon. The area was busy, due to everyone not travelling abroad this year. However, there was still room in the parking lot, and the trail was in good shape. We strapped on our bags and hit the trail.
Trail was in good condition, and we made good time. I was kinda winging it this trip, so I didn’t have a known campsite to go to. Figured we’d find something along the way, next to the creek somewhere or something.
Stopped for lunch at a beautiful lookout, overlooking the canyon.
That’s when I realized my first mistake: the full name of this Hike was Coral Creek Canyon Trail. Finding a place to get down to the water might be tricky.
Hiked up the trail for several kilometers, until Em’s shoulders were getting too sore. The canyon kept stretching on and on.
Made the decision to backtrack and try and find a place to camp closer to the trailhead. A few km’s back, stumbled upon a spring creek half hidden just off the trail. Followed it into the forest for a bit, and found an old campsite setup waiting for us.
First order of business was to get a fire started and cook up some grub. Left the fire starting in Em’s capable hands, while I gathered some firewood. Got the fire going, and fed the engines with some smokies.
A quick rest in the hammock, and got around to setting up the rest of the camp.
Boiled water for some freeze-dried grub, and sat around the fire for a bit. A thunderstorm rolled in around 11, so we hi-tailed it to the tent and watched the light show across the valley.
To be continued...
