Juli and her boyfriend Kevin took the historic steam train which was a narrow-gauge railroad through the San Juan Mountains. Juli and the other passengers enjoyed rugged cliffs, rushing rivers and alpine forests on a journey reminiscent of the Old West. It was a must-see experience for history buffs, nature lovers. However, there was one group of like-minded people whose behinds sat on wooden slatted benches aboard one of the nostalgic yellow wooden passenger rail cars. The hearty backpackers got off at the disembarkation site to begin their journey.

Juli declared that, if we wanted to bathe and cook before dinner, before they lost the light, it was time to get back to camp. The mature woman with shoulder length brown hair led the way in front of Kevin. Her firm butt swayed in front of Kevin’s eyes as he scrambled up the rocky incline, behind her. She seemed unconcerned what he might see as she mounted the stone-ledge natural steps. Juli who was wearing thyme-green loose leg hole skorts. As she climbed above him, she spread her legs to reach a stable foothold. This gave him a view of her pink bra strap and hot pink bikini panties.

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The next morning searching through her bag for a clean pair of panties, she realized that nearly half of our vacation had gone by for them. Juli had always wanted to hike up Butte Crack, a scenic trail in Colorado that offered stunning views of the mountains and valleys. She had booked a train ticket to Needleton, the nearest stop to the Chicago Basin and the trailhead.

Juli woke up to the sound of bells ringing. She looked at her phone and saw that it was 6 AM. She had slept longer than she intended, but she felt refreshed and ready to go out. She put on her warmest clothes and headed downstairs and walked with her backpack to the nearby Durango station of the Durango & Silverton Railroad. She packed her backpack with everything she needed for the hike: water, snacks, sunscreen, hat, gloves, jacket, map, compass, flashlight daily health items, tampons, skin lotion and a first-aid kit. She set her alarm for 5 am and went to bed, dreaming of the adventure ahead.

She woke up to the sound of her alarm. She got dressed, grabbed her backpack, and checked out of the bed and breakfast.

The backpackers, including her boyfriend, Kevin arrived in their own yellow painted vintage wooden rail car at the trailhead, which was a dirt parking lot with a wooden sign that read “Butte Crack Trail”. Kevin gave her a brief overview of the trail, which was about 10 miles long and had an elevation gain of 3,000 feet. He said that it would take them about six hours to reach the summit, and another four hours to descend. He warned her that the trail was steep, rocky, and slippery in some parts, and that they had to be careful and watch their steps. He also said that the weather was unpredictable, and that they had to be prepared for any changes. He checked the sky and saw that it was clear and sunny, but he knew that it could change quickly. He told Juli to follow him closely and to let him know if she felt tired, thirsty, or unwell. He handed her a walkie-talkie and told her to use it if they got separated. He put on his backpack and started walking, with Juli right behind him.

The first part of the trail was easy and flat, passing through a pine forest that smelled of fresh needles and thyme. Juli’s green skort was a fine choice of clothing as she enjoyed the crisp air. Juli felt a surge of energy and excitement, and she couldn’t wait to see the views from the top. She chatted with Kevin, who told her more about the trail and the area. He said that Butte Crack was named after a large crack in the rock that formed the summit, and that it was a popular destination for hikers and climbers. He also said that the trail was closed during the winter, due to the snow and ice, and that they were lucky to catch it on the last month before it closed. He said that they would have the trail to themselves, as most people preferred to stay indoors during the holidays. Juli thought that it was perfect, and that she would have a more authentic and intimate experience of nature as she walked through the green glass lower summit in her Thyme above the knee skorts. Kevin following behind her was filled with visions of flipping up the Lands’ End green skort part of the hiking favorite bottom.

The Butte Crack Trail soon became steeper and narrower, as they left the forest and entered a rocky terrain. Juli had to watch her feet and balance herself as Juli climbed over boulders and loose stones. She felt her heart rate and breathing increase, and she started to sweat. She drank some water and ate a granola bar to keep her energy up. She looked up and saw that they were getting closer to the summit, which was a jagged peak that rose above the surrounding mountains. She also saw that the sky was getting darker, and that there were some clouds forming in the horizon. She hoped that it wouldn’t rain or snow, and that they would make it to the top before the weather turned bad. However, as a precaution she changed into navy nylon pants. Kevin was happy that Juli had a visible panty line across her round bottom.

They reached a point where the trail split into two paths: one that went around the mountain, and one that went through the crack. Kevin told Juli that they had to take the second path, which was shorter but more challenging. He said that they had to squeeze through the crack, which was a narrow gap between two walls of rock, and that it was the most difficult part of the hike. He said that they had to be very careful and not to panic, as the crack was dark, cold, and claustrophobic. He said that he would go first, and that he would guide her through the walkie-talkie. He told her to stay calm and to trust him. He put on his helmet and headlamp and entered Butte Crack.

Juli waited for a few minutes, until she heard Kevin’s voice on the walkie-talkie. He told her that he had made it to the other side, and that it was her turn. He told her to put on her helmet and headlamp, and to follow his told Juli to crawl into the crack, and to keep moving forward. He told her to ignore the sound of water dripping and the wind howling. He told her to breathe slowly and deeply, and to not look down or up. He told her to focus on his voice and the light at the end of the tunnel.

Juli did as he said and crawled into the crack. She felt a wave of fear and anxiety wash over her, as she entered the dark and narrow space. She felt the rock press against her mature body, and the cold air chill her bones. She heard the water dripping and the wind howling, and she felt like she was in a nightmare. She wanted to turn back and get out, but she knew that it was too late. She had to go through it. She listened to Kevin’s voice, which was calm and reassuring, and followed his instructions. She moved forward, inch by inch, until she saw a faint light at the end of the crack. She felt a surge of relief and hope, and she pushed herself to reach it.

She emerged from the crack and saw Kevin waiting for her. He smiled and hugged her and told her that she had done it. He told her that she was amazing and brave, and that he was proud of her. He told her that they were almost there, and that they only had a few more steps to go. He pointed to the summit, which was a flat platform of rock that offered a panoramic view of the purple mountains and green valleys below them. He said that it was the most beautiful sight he had ever seen, and that he wanted to share it with her. Kevin took Juli’s hand and led her to the summit.