After six years Steve and I finally made it back out to snowshoe in the high country. Chelby came to babysit for the day and we were off. The only bummer was we ran into an accident on I-70 and it took us 2.5 hours to make it to our destination instead of the expected 1.5 hours. Just 5.5 miles past Copper Mountain Ski area we found the parking area on the left just like the guide book said. The trail was a bit packed from a lot of traffice and we probably could have forgone the snowshoes, but I new we'd find fresh powder somewhere along the way. The weather was blissfull - 30+ degrees, sunny, barely any wind, and fresh snow. We couldn't have asked for a better day. After snowshoeing for a couple hours we headed back down to Frisco and got some lunch at the Backcountry Brewery and then headed back down the hill. What a fabulous day spent together without the kiddos. I couldn't believe how quiet the car ride was, I was actually able to nod off for a few winks on the ride back.