For the first outing of our week in the Telluride area, we headed to Bolsam Pass and Blackhawk Mountain overlooking the small town of Rico, the Dolores River and SR145. I had tried to drive up the 7mi dirt road a few days earlier but had turned back when conditions grew muddy and a bit tenuous. Even in dry conditions I would not have gotten more than a few miles as we found the road grows suddenly rough after it crosses to the north side of Barlow Creek. Eric's Subaru was challenged by the conditions but it made it to the TH admirably. Much of the day's hiking would be along a southern section of the Colorado Trail, a 486mi route between Denver and Durango that spends most of its time above 10,000ft. The trail is open to foot, equestrian and bike traffic and appears to be quite popular, even if our out-of-the-way trailhead is not. I had gotten the idea for this particular outing from John Kirk who had posted on LoJ an impressive GPX track detailing a circuit that included another six peaks in the area, including Hermosa Peak which, like Blackhawk Mtn, is a P1K. There was no chance that I would get the others to either join me for such an extended outing or wait for me do them solo, but I figured anything I managed beyond Blackhawk would be considered a bonus. Blackhawk alone would be about 12mi and 3,000ft of gain in and out on the Colorado Trail.
We 
started out around 9:15a which was only concerning because of
forecasted afternoon thunderstorms. The previous two days started off overcast
and no such storms developed until much later in the day so I wasn't worried
initially, but with mostly blue skies at the start we were setting ourselves up
for some wet conditions later. With the exception of Leroy, we all luckily
carried the rain gear that would prove handy. 
Hermosa Peak looms large
at the start
from our trailhead, presenting a scree-filled North Slope topped by a cliff
band on the uppermost ridgelines. The trail follows around the north and west
side of the peak through the upper edge of forest. As always, 
Leroy
enjoyed
the outing tremendously, running ahead of us, chasing after pikas and marmots
he had no chance of catching and no skills to root out, taking in all the smells
of the forests and meadows we passed through. He would easily put in three times
the mileage of his companions and barely looked tired, even after exerting
himself on his cross-country forays up and down the steepest slopes. For their
part, Steve and Eric did not quite know the extent of the outing I had planned.
I think I underestimated the mileage to something like 5mi and only after we
started did it dawn on them that this was one-way. When, after more than an hour
of hiking I pointed out our 
first view
of Blackhawk to the south, it still
seemed quite far away. The good news was that the trail did most of the work,
even going over a high pass between Blackhawk and nearby R1 to make the
cross-country work relatively short. On the negative side, 
the sky
began to grow
crowded with developing dark clouds in many directions even before the first
hour had passed.
It took us two and quarter hours to reach the highpoint of the trail at the
aforementioned pass where we found a 
trail junction
with a sign pointing right,
up a use trail towards our summit. This trail was useful for about half the
remaining distance before it curved left and was buried under a sloping
snowfield. The cross-country was not difficult though the terrain was
somewhat steep. Steve fell behind as Eric, Leroy and I kept up a good
pace for the top.
Eric eventually relented too, so Leroy and I raced the last 100ft to the summit,
Leroy easily beating me. 
The views were open in 
all directions
and it was a little disconerting to see rain falling in 
other areas
around us though there
was no lightning - yet. Eric wanted to get down after an over-so-brief stay and
was the first one to leave. Steve and I showed the usual CA ignorance and
lingered longer, though we didn't stay much longer.
We were halfway back along the Colorado Trail when I decided to leave the others
to climb a few nearby bonus summits. 
Section Point
was the closest and easiest,
taking all of about 10min from the trail. In dropping north off the summit I
actually was ahead of the others who followed the trail and its more indirect
switchbacks. I passed them going the opposite direction as I
headed to R2 for
the second bonus. This one was about 1/3mi off the trail to the west and
took a bit longer. Up until this time the rain had held off nicely, but that
was about to come to an end. Just as I was reaching
the grassy summit of R2,
the skies let loose with a loud crack of lightning followed by swiftly
increasing precipitation. I dug into my pack for rain jacket and pants, getting
momentarily hung up as one of the side zippers on my pants got stuck. It
would take me most of the remaining hike back to the TH to catch up with the
others, all the while the rain (and sometimes hail) was coming down with a fury
the likes of which I've seen only a few times. Even with all our rain gear,
it was impossible to stay dry in such a tempest. Leroy seemed to enjoy the rain
the least. Eric said Leroy'd never seen such a downpour and kept looking at Eric
as if to say, "WTF is THIS?!!" The rain let up as we reached the car but the
damage was done. Leroy got the 
princely treatment
with a dry blanket to go
with his leopard-skin bedding in the back of the Outback. I think I would have
liked one too...
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