I just got back from a weekend in Colorado. It was my dad's 80th birthday, so naturally i needed to be there to show people how tall I've gotten... Colorado is great though. Now that I don't live in Vail anymore, i really appreciate a lot about it. It's beautiful. I'm not sure it's a place that I want to live ever again. Probably not. But, I fully intend on going there regularly for the rest of my life. The mountains in Colorado make the mountains in California depressing. I went to big bear this winter. It's the equivalent of eating steak your whole life, and then someone give you a TV dinner meat loaf and expecting you to be satisfied. All it does is depress you, and make you really disappointed in humanity. Everyone that visits Vail or the Rocky Mountains (and everyone should) needs to accomplish the following things, in order to have a complete experience-
Conquer something-
It doesn't necessarily need to be something that's alive. Well, actually yeah. It does. But "alive" is a very open ended term. I mean, rivers are alive. Last summer, Curtis, Levi, and I conquered the Eagle River. I would say that the Eagle river, in the bottom of Glenwood Canyon is very alive. We did a bunch of rapids with wicked names like "cyclone" and "whiplash" and crap like that. You know- the kind of names that rodeo bulls have.
It doesn't necessarily need to be something that's alive. Well, actually yeah. It does. But "alive" is a very open ended term. I mean, rivers are alive. Last summer, Curtis, Levi, and I conquered the Eagle River. I would say that the Eagle river, in the bottom of Glenwood Canyon is very alive. We did a bunch of rapids with wicked names like "cyclone" and "whiplash" and crap like that. You know- the kind of names that rodeo bulls have.
Fire-
It's necessary to have an authentic Colorado experience. Last summer we had bonfires every night. We just talked, smoked, drank, and laughed. It was great, under the big Colorado sky with stars and various birds of prey overhead. Don't bring a watch- let the night decide when it's time to go home. I remember in high school, we tried to sleep outside in my back yard the last night of my senior year. I went inside and slept in my bed after about thirty minutes. Easily one of the biggest mistakes of my life.
When i started writing this, I anticipated having a lot more than two things. But I guess not. I'll probably add more, later.
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-jake
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