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Foot Traffic

“Our suicidal poets spent too much of their lives inside rooms and classrooms when they should have been trudging up mountains, slogging through swamps, rowing down rivers. The indoor life is the next best thing to premature burial.” –EDWARD ABBEY, US environmental advocate, 1927—89

I was fortunate today to be able to hit the trail twice. I love days like this!

So I have to acknowledge that I’ve been struggling with a business difficulty the last few days. I have received a few emails that have left me feeling kicked in the proverbial testicles and subsequently breathless. It has taken a feat beyond my emotional capabilities to gently manage, to attempt a manifestation of my expectations. I refuse to give up hope, but fear plagues me.

Thus today it was vital for me to take some trail time to thoughtfully mull and consider options. I dragged Dave and the puppies into a joint venture with me for a run up Pet-e-kes. Dave is a very effective sounding board for me, a thing I highly value about our friendship.

I talked, he talked, we ran over the frozen ground. As we started to climb up Eagle Tail we recognized the oncoming daily thaw- devastation to the trail was not an option for us. So we retraced our steps and descended Pet. Thus was trail experience #1.

The second came several hours later post-visit with some gents at the Colorado National Monument. Dave and I met with them to discuss the Grand Valley Trails Alliance. Connor, my personal body guard, accompanied us. We opted for a quick hike up the Alcove Trail. Connor had fun counting the interpretive signs (up to 30!), and I had fun making up what the pamphlet probably said at each point (since we didn’t take a trail guide). I will spare you my hilarity as I suspect my gaiety is only funny to myself and might be interpreted as flippant to others.

The best part was when Dave go the song “Can’t Touch This” in his head. I tried to help him out by singing a different song, but all I could come up with was “Sleigh Ride“- which, I’m sure you’ll admit, is worse. So I said, “Connor, what song do you want to sing?” He took that as a challenge and proceeded to compose his own operatic descriptions of the sites he was taking in as we hiked down the trail.

It. Was. Awesome.

Seriously. He was doing hand gestures and everything. And singing in this low falsetto. Hilarious. I am so in love with that little dude. When he finished, we applauded.

In an attempt to avoid an asthma attack, I set the pace.
In an attempt to avoid an asthma attack, I set the pace.
My serious face.
My serious face.

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The alcove.
The alcove.
Looking out of the alcove.
Looking out of the alcove.
Connor, Ninja Pose.
Connor, Ninja Pose.

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