It changed as dramatically as I've ever seen this week. Over the course of about 48 hours, we went from this (Palisades Reservoir)...
...to this (my deck). Weeks of 80+ degrees and nearly perpetual sunshine gave way to three days of snow, and cold. Leaves were barely changing color, and suddenly had 5" of snow on them. Shorts & sandals gave way to fleece & boots. Oh boy, here we go.
MooseCross cyclocross race, and subsequent Oktoberfest in Victor. I raced, but don't have pics to prove it yet. Let's just say I saw a new maximum heart rate, and also had a blast. About 200 racers showed up, and at least that many spectators. Big numbers for a small town. Hats' off to my good friend Dave B and Victor Velo for making it happen.
We're now hoping for a couple weeks of classic Indian Summer weather. A chance to smell the leaves, feel crispness in the air, hear the elk bugling, and generally slow down from summer's frenetic pace. Plus, there's football...and views like this up Teton Canyon.
I am a Hemingway fan, and his memorial over in Sun Valley poignantly reads: "Best of all, he loved the fall; the leaves yellow on Cottonwoods, petals floating in trout streams; and above the hills, a high blue windless sky." Here's to Autumn.