After a quick pit-stop for breakfast burritos, Nick, Xavier, Ben and I drove to the town of Marble where the infamous Yule Creek was told to be. We made it to Beaver Lake, and looking across, were greeted with an impressive view of a chasm that split the mountain range; an inferno of falling water—this... Continue Reading →
A Week in Colorado’s Front Range
We arrived in Fort Collins at 5 AM after two days and two nights of driving. Here we were staying at alum Xavier Engle’s house. After some confusion with his roommate (who apparently almost shot us), we crashed for the night and woke up ready to paddle.Xavier took us out to their local bread and... Continue Reading →