
Can it really be Christmas already?! In a year of endless blursdays it feels like life is on a loop. So here’s to wrapping up this godawful year and moving on to the hope of 2021.
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Can it really be Christmas already?! In a year of endless blursdays it feels like life is on a loop. So here’s to wrapping up this godawful year and moving on to the hope of 2021.
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I don’t remember exactly when I took up skiing but I think it was sometime around middle school. I certainly didn’t grow up skiing. No one in my family skied so it wasn’t like we were going to Vail every Christmas. It was more like I had seen a few Warren Miller movie clips on TV and the whole thing just looked so cool so I pestered my parents about it like only a pre-teen can pester until they relented.
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The past couple of weeks of unseasonably warm weather had left us wondering if we were really in Colorado or back in Texas. The other possibility was the Earth had broken from its orbit and was hurtling toward the sun, a prospect that wouldn’t be all that surprising given the way 2020 has been going so far.
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While the start of winter is defined as a date on the calendar, specifically the winter solstice on Dec 21st, around here winter comes more in layers than by date.
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One of the things I’ve been most interested in trying now that we’re in CO is fat biking, specifically fat biking on snow.
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If I have one little gripe about our new hometown — and granted, I feel so lucky to be here it seems ridiculously whiny to even mention it at all — it’s that the road riding opportunities are limited.
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For me, one of the best things about being back in Colorado is having four honest-to-God seasons again. In Houston things go from hot and damp to cool and damp with maybe a week of sunny dry weather thrown in in March and November to serve as spring and fall. Leaves in Houston don’t change as much as they get old and fall off. And for the more part, things are green year-round.
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When you’re new in town it’s important to talk to the locals to get the low down on how things, you know, work. Where are the good restaurants? Who’s your vet? Know a good car mechanic? And when a local asks you to participate in something, no matter what it is, you do it. Hey, want to go for a ride? Sure! We’re hiking tomorrow, you interested? Would love to! Goat yoga? In!
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Under the category of ‘it’s a small world’, the lady that we adopted one of our dogs from in Houston just so happens to also have a house near Salida. She and her husband split their time between Texas and Colorado and we’ve stayed in contact with them over the years since we met. They were in town last week and they invited us for a hike up by their place to participate in the time-honored Colorado tradition of viewing the changing aspens.
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