Utah state capital winter

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“A pessimist sees the difficulty in every opportunity; an optimist sees the opportunity in every difficulty.” 
― Winston Churchill

It’s now been about 2.5 months since I started this little experiment. And today is the second day I didn’t make it out on a trail- the first, as you’ll remember, being the day after I had surgery and I was too ill to get out of my bed.

So what horribly dreadful thing kept me off the trail today? A busy day. How can I justify this? Because most of the day was still about trails, even if I wasn’t on one. Which makes me think of when I was in my youth and my mom would say, “Boy! You are sure on one today!” when I was being particularly grouchy or mouthing off. It was a pretty rare occurrence. Well if being “on one” means harping on a single subject for hours, then I guess I was “on” a trails today.

I woke where I slept, in Elwood, busily dressed, got kids ready, packed, and drove in horrible traffic and 2 fresh inches of snow to Salt Lake. Left los ninos with my friend Catherine, and went to a meeting in downtown to talk about trail maps.

When that meeting got out  I had just enough time to grab lunch, hunt frantically for my parking ticket for the garage, and drive in 4×4 up to the state capital for a second meeting. There I was able too represent Orbital View and also make some very good connections for the Grand Valley Trails Alliance.

Hence I drove to retrieve said children from said friend by way of a visit to now-said brother. It was then another grueling 5 hour drive home to Grand Junction. I made it home about 11pm and had just enough time to unpack, get kids to bed, and pass out myself before the day changed over.

I recognize that I could have gotten up early to do a quick trail, and I would have if there had been a trail in the vicinity and had there not been the snow storm.

Other thoughts:

Salt Lake is a beautiful City. Really, all of the Wasatch Front is beautiful. I reminisced about the view of Mt. Timpanogos out the front window of my house in Orem. I recalled the incredible views I enjoyed in my many years and thousands of miles commuting around the two counties, Salt Lake and Utah. I began to fantasize about moving back. Maybe getting a little condo in downtown. Or maybe Sugarhouse. Or just reclaim my residence in Orem….

But in so many ways that would feel like a step backward. I’ve made a life for myself here in Grand Junction and I’m not ready to pull the plug quite yet.

Made it up to Capital Hill thanks to mine little Jeep!
Made it up to Capital Hill thanks to mine little Jeep!
Obligatory selfie
Obligatory selfie
Asked a dude to take this. He said I looked like an angel. I said that's because I am one! Silly.
Asked a dude to take this. He said I looked like an angel. I said that’s because I am one! Silly.
By the time the meeting was over the skies had cleared and it was amazingly beautiful.
By the time the meeting was over the skies had cleared and it was amazingly beautiful.
The view toward the Wasatch from Capital hill. City Creek canyon is on the left from this spot.
The view toward the Wasatch from Capital hill. City Creek canyon is on the left from this spot.

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