Welcome to Colorful Colorado

It all started with one click and two putts as my '94up the evil empire's walker). The fantastic Mary
Buick Skylark drove out of the drive way. With highHously saved the day with some fabulous home
expectations for the trip and very low expectationscooking.
for my car, we half smiled as we went along areWarm bellies and well rested, Austin and I were
way. Not excited for the 16 hours of driving I had toready for an adventure, climbing up Birthood Pass. It
do, I focused on what fun we would have skiing,really should be called Mount Doom or Middle Earth. I
hiking, and being burly men with a little too muchheard scientists saying that it's harder to climb
freedom. 20 hours later, with more caffeine thenBirthood Pass then it is to climb Mount Everest. I
blood in our systems, and looking like we turned intoleave nothing to the imagination. Snowshoes? Check.
zombies, we made it to the colorful state ofWater? Check. Endurance? Well, we'll see. After an
Colorado.hour of hiking we said, "What a view so far!" After
After 15 minutes of slipping and sliding on the Hously'stwo hours of hiking we said, "Are we there yet?"
mountain of a driveway, we made it to our home forAfter three hours of hiking we said, "I need water,
the next three days. It's a beautiful log cabin with agive me some water!" With a half hour left to go we
heavenly view over-looking the great thunderingsaid, "Where's my oxygen tank?" Finally, after three
Rocky Mountains.and a half hours of turmoil, panting, and crawling we
With barely any sleep and barely able to stand, wemade it to the top. We felt like kings of a nation of
headed towards the wonderful and magical Winterants as we looked high and low. It was a spectacular
Park. (Now, I have never skied before but my friendview up top of Birthood Pass.
Austin, reassured me that I would be "fine"). After aAfter we waved goodbye to the Hously's, the
ten minute ski-lift ride, hills so steep my hands sweatRocky Mountains and Tom the cat; and as we
and less oxygen then in a space shuttle; I had a hardheaded toward home, I couldn't help but think to
time believing him. This was a mountain and I wasmyself, what a marvelous adventure it was to visit a
about to learn how to fly! After a hair raising twogreat state of beauty and wonder. What a marvel it
times flying down the mountain, I was getting good!was to boast in the great freedoms we have, for I
My legs, feet, and buns were feeling like someoneam truly touched by the majestic wonders of the
stomped on me with cleats (or like that scene in Starearth.
Wars where the Ewoks released a pile of logs to trip