Sunday, Shelley, Ken, Trisha and I hiked up to American Lake, one of the more gorgeous hikes we've done out here. Davi went along, but we let Sophie rest at home--from the trail description, it looked like perhaps more steep climbs than she was used to so we decided not to push it. Anyway, it was a beautiful day, lots of wildflowers, lots of varied terrain to traverse, some out in the open, across big meadows, some among the aspens, some among stands of pine, some across rock fields left by avalanche, and finally the lake, which was just resplendent in brilliant blues and greens, surrounded by mountain peaks, reaching to the sky--just a fabulous hike!
When we got to the lake, Davi had a lot of fun as Ken threw sticks out into the lake and he swam out to get them--I'm sure it was very refreshing for him to hit the water after hiking 3 1/2 miles up 2000 feet of elevation gain! As I was sitting on a rock enjoying lunch, he came out of the water after fetching the stick and chose the spot right in front of me to shake off the water, before I could get out of the way, and it was indeed cold!!
The only downside to the hike was that on the way back down Shelley's foot came down on some loose rocks and she twisted her ankle, ultimately diagnosed as a high ankle sprain. So she was in a good deal of pain for the rest of the way down. She still managed to wrap it in an Ace bandage to give her enough relief to go to the Sunday afternoon symphony concert, though. Monday morning she was able to see an orthopedist here, who put her in an air compression walking boot. She had to fly back to Atlanta Monday afternoon for the rest of the week in connection with her counseling practice, so it was good she was able to see the doctor and get this boot before she had to leave. Just so sorry this happened, as it will mean she won't be able to hike for several weeks--looks like it should heal fine eventually, but not being able to hike when you're out here with all these beautiful trails is really tough.
Anyway, Sunday afternoon the guest artist with the symphony was the violinist Midori, who was unbelievable!! At 44 she's in the height of a brilliant career as one of the world's finest violinists, having first started playing at age 3. There was a story in the program about when she was a student here at the Aspen Music School 35 years ago when she was 9. She walked out onto the stage with a half sized violin in one hand, and a stuffed teddy bear clutched in her other hand. She proceeded to set the teddy bear down on the floor and then gave a remarkable performance on her violin. So we were excited to get the chance to see her live, and believe me, she didn't disappoint. She played Tchaikovsky's Violin Concerto in D and it was just amazing. We were both in tears before she was too far into the first movement--the emotion she evoked was just overwhelming! She had her eyes closed for most of her performance and she and the violin just became one, an unforgettable performance. When she was finished, the audience gave her a thunderous standing ovation, calling her back onto the stage for curtain call after curtain call. Such a treat!
Starting out, Ken and Davi taking off ahead of us--when you're 6'4", your stride is definitely longer!