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Elisa Jones jeep trail winter

Flip flops in the snow, unabashed selfies

“The future, good or ill, was not forgotten, but ceased to have any power over the present. Health and hope grew strong in them, and they were content with each good day as it came, taking pleasure in every meal, and in every word and song.” 
― J.R.R. TolkienThe Fellowship of the Ring

“Don’t adventures ever have an end? I suppose not. Someone else always has to carry on on the story.” 
― J.R.R. TolkienThe Fellowship of the Ring

Yes, Lord of the Rings is probably my favorite book. Here I am upon the end of a year-long journey. I have been reluctant each day to experience the trail, because I know that the time is too near, too precious, and this will end.

And yet it won’t, will it? The trails are in me, every experience has shaped me, and I am intimate with them now.

For several weeks I have longed for as deeply-moving a concept as this trail adventure. Something to change me in ways I need over the next year. Finally, inspiration struck- while delving into a period of meditation. Now, I feel less despair at the end, because it is also a new beginning.

This morning I was fraught with indecision- the nemesis of my adult life. I had originally planned to see the red rocks of Moab today. But the idea of two trips to Utah in one week, the financial burdens required of the second, and the illness of my husband the night before, all collaborated to keep me in the Grand Valley today. Also, the hope for a ride with someone I esteem as well.

I couldn’t sleep, as I watched the clouds blush in the sunrise outside of my window. I crept downstairs and prepared the morning for my family, then snuck out of the house, into the Jeep, and up to the trail. Music and Mt. Dew my companions.

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I headed home for a quick change and to pack up my bike. I met Dave and Kurt and we drove out to Kokopelli, where we joined with Noah and Sparky. It was going to be a hard ride and I regretted my frozen summit experience last night, and the 4 hours of sleep I had been permitted.

But there’s a reason why we call it “playing bikes”. We rode Rustler’s, Mary’s, and Horsethief. Better trail companions are hard to find! Noah and Sparky were willing to demonstrate and coach, and all were patient with my preference to walk an obstacle or two (or 6). My bike is in bad way right now and I didn’t trust it.

This turned out to be an astute choice, as the front tire went flat immediately after my heart-pounding, flying descent down Mary’s. We met more friends in the parking lot, and had a nice visit until I was too cold to hold still another moment.

The sun had been out most of the time, with only a few flights of snow that blew through. The lighting was amazing, but my photo opportunities were secondary to embracing the opportunity to ride with this crew. IMG_2275 IMG_2276 IMG_2279 IMG_2280 IMG_2281 IMG_2282

Bangs to Billings and BEYOND!

“Every day, think as you wake up, today I am fortunate to be alive, I have a precious human life, I am not going to waste it. I am going to use all my energies to develop myself, to expand my heart out to others; to achieve enlightenment for the benefit of all beings. I am going to have kind thoughts towards others, I am not going to get angry or think badly about others. I am going to benefit others as much as I can.” 
― Dalai Lama XIV

Planned a big day for the kids and I. Dennis was off doing a security job in Summit County and the kids are still on Fall Break, so we decided to take a day to just play. We started with a Jeep Ride. Starting at Bangs and looping over to Third Flats. Totes fun.

Then we went to the gym so the kids could play at the play place (which they love) and I went to my yoga class. We had lunch and spent the whole afternoon at the pool. Dinner was homemade pizza and the day was a huge, fun, success. IMG_1179 IMG_1192 IMG_1195 IMG_1196 IMG_1198 IMG_1199

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Clean Up

“Do what you can, with what you have, where you are.” 
― Theodore Roosevelt

Dave and I decided to go do a little post-event cleanup. We took the doors off of the Little Red Cherokee and headed up Little Park road at a creep, then around the Magellan Loop, both of us straining to see any sign of a cast-off piece of trash.

We did pretty good.

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