Travel

You know, in my former life, I never proclaimed to like the outdoors very much. I had convinced myself it was too cold, too much work, too tiring, and maybe even boring. You’ve seen one tree, you’ve seen them all. Right? These days I love being outdoors – that is, if it’s not raining. I could even tolerate the rain if it wasn’t too cold. I get overly tired if I have to expend my energy shivering and keeping my body warm. But when the sun shines, odds are I’ll be outside.

I loved being in the mountains with the exception of driving up there. I’m a-skeered of the roads and the sharp drop offs with no barriers. I also seemed to have a bit of an issue physically with the altitude this time. I don’t know if it was my lungs or that I was just recovering from a bout of stomach flu or what, but I didn’t feel top notch. Still, going for a bike ride through the pine forest, smelling the hot sun on the pine needles, or walking the dogs through the meadows down to the river while saying hello to the elk (or moose-deer, as my brother Chris calls them) was all a lovely, peaceful retreat from the hectic life I’ve been living lately.

Let’s pretend I’m back there, shall we?

Some of the wildlife we encountered along the way to the river.

Chris taking pictures of the “moose-deer”. Chris loves to make up names for things and I think that’s totally endearing.

Heading across the meadow toward the river from the farmhouse.

Jeepers loves the river water.

Breathtaking.

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