Author: megan

My time in Mexico was interesting. I thought it would be hot and unpleasant, and that all the tequila would make my fur sticky. In reality, in was sometimes hot and unpleasant, and then sometimes cold, rainy, windy and unpleasant. And then occasionally the weather would be entirely unremarkable. Also, there wasn’t that much tequila, except in the Duty Free section at the airport. There wasn’t much peak bagging achieved, however, I present you with my adventures, such as they were.

On our third day in the country, we climbed the volcano, Nevado de Toluca. Here I am poised above one of the crater lakes, Laguna de Sol.

And, towards the flatter side of the volcano, here’s me with Laguna de la Luna. With the rim standing at 4690m (15,390ft) at its highest, Nevado de Toluca it’s Mexico’s fourth highest peak. Not bad for a small moose.

Here you can see me perched on top of the Peak of Bernal, and yes, I’m in Mexico. Actually, I’m not on the Peak of Bernal. But I am near it, on the El Capitan boulder. I particularly admire the way my fur glistens in the sun here. This was a nice little rockclimbing spot we spent a day at, and apparently is also a point of much cosmic energy. I’ll probably live longer now.

We set off on the aeroplane. I’m allowed to drink some guava juice, although it’s rather sweet.

After sleeping in the van overnight in the Walmart carpark, we go to REI in Denver the next morning to buy some fuel for the stove (well, that’s what they say, we seem to wander around a lot looking at other things). Then I play with some friendly bear cubs I found in the gardens outside.

That night we climbed the Third Flatiron by the light of the full moon, which was rather enjoyable. Here you can see me against the lights of Boulder.

The following day we drove up towards Rocky Mountain National Park, and I went bouldering at Lumpy Ridge – the altitude was a bit of a killer, I can tell you.

We climbed Longs Peak (14,261 ft) the next day, summiting at 8.30am. Unfortunately it was rather windy, and I kept blowing off this boulder – luckily I wasn’t near the edge. However, for the sake of a photograph I had to be weighted down with a Nalgene bottle full of water.

And then we went and climbed Mt Elbert, the highest peak to be bagged in Colorado, at 14,440 feet. It’s the highest I’d ever been.

And then I went home. The End.