Hungry for adventure as naive freshmen, my friend Puneeth and I decided to take on the Rockys in the winters of Colorado. It was the thanksgiving of 2019 - we packed our camping gear and were off to Estes Park. On our arrival in Denver, we were greeted by a winter storm warning, which we made a conscious decision to ignore, of course. The hunger for adventure is quite the driving force, I guess.
What happened next is quite the story: we got stuck in a campground, alone, in winds blowing over fourty kilometres an hour in twenty four degrees celcius below freezing. After hours enduring the cold, the only sane thing to do was to reach out for help. At around 3 in the morning, a National Park Service Ranger drove to us, through snow filled roads which quadrupled his travel time to two hours. We were rescued.
Follow our ordeal, the aftermath, the landscape and the people of this story in our film, "The Rocky Mountain (mis)Adventure" and through this photo-story.
The Film
The Ordeal
The Aftermath
Place
The People