It was a cloudy day but warm enough that no jacket was needed as we headed up the mountain. At the trailhead, there were quite a few like minded folks either leashing up their dogs or gearing up their bikes. Halfway up, I started noticing the hits of colours in between all the sagebrush. So I quickly got out my camera and as the battery pack was dying I clicked one frame which is the one you see below. We carried on down a new trail and stopped to admire the huge red mushrooms emerging from the piles of pine needles. Back on the main trail, the baby blue flax waving gently in the breeze made us stop to admire the tiny flowers, not to catch our breath.