I arrived in Colorado Springs Wednesday evening and proceeded up into the mountains after having stopped at the Ranger Station in town. I drove an hour up the mountain - about 2,500 above the city - and set up camp after scouting out a few sites. The views from the mountain were gorgeous, but many of the areas worth camping in were littered with broken glass and garbage. It was really sad that people have treated this beautiful land with such disregard.
I set up my tent and built a fire, cooked some dinner... Sometime in the middle of it all, it started to snow a little bit and continued to snow periodically. I was pretty certain I wouldn't be able to do much outside if it snowed much more, so I crawled into my tent and read a book. After awhile I went to sleep.
About an hour and a half later, I woke up and wasn't feeling very well. I had about a 15 or 20 minute window to decide if I was going to stay before the sun would start to set. I didn't know how much it would snow overnight and sure didn't want to be stuck if I was sick, so I packed up and drove back down the mountain... I thought if I was going to stay in a hotel, I might as well proceed the rest of the way to Pueblo, about 45 minutes South. It was much better to sleep in a bed and I was feeling alright by morning.
And it did end up snowing quite a bit more overnight... So I made the right choice, I think.
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