Hello and welcome to An altitude Problem, where sometimes we just have to let the pictures tell a thousand words. Today's hike was in Maroon Bells, just outside of Aspen. Hands down, the most mind-blowing fall colors B and I have ever experienced. My mom, Marci, B and I all took a day off to drive to Aspen to do this hike, wondering if the fall colors are this good every year, and we just have not taken the time to see them, or if this year is an exceptionally good year.

The drive yesterday was up Boreas Pass above Breckenridge. B came home from work with a bee in his bonnet to go on a color drive, which we did, but we came home so exhilerated, our brains washed in the glow of billions of quaking bits of gold, we just had to do it again.

My mom used this day to celebrate her last day of freedom, hair, and health before her first chemo infusion tomorrow. No telling how the chemo will affect her, but just in case it affects her badly, there will always be that one gorgeous day in the aspens.