The 29th through the 6th were all days I spent in Co. There were so many memories and blessings. The biggest being the heat, or lack of heat. The high was anywhere from 78 degrees to 80 which means not much sweating which outside, and man did I spend a lot of time outside. After a week I have cuts, scrapes, bruises, sore muscles, a rolled ankle, a sunburn, some nice chacos tan lines, and many blisters, I got my fill of the mountains. I took my first whitewater kayaking trip down the Taylor river. It took some time getting used to steering on moving water and rapids, but once I got the hang of it there was no stopping the fun. I also went hiking almost every day.
One day my family took the lift up to a high point on the mountain and then hiked to the summit of Mt. Crested Butte. Then the next day I decided I wanted to hike from base to summit. I had almost made to the top of the lift (where we started the hike the day before) when I slipped off a rock and rolled my ankle. I made it up to the lift but didn't go all the way up to the top. But after taking a nap I was able to easily walk on that foot and there wasn't much swelling.
We saw many different species of animals like deer, big horn sheep, pikas, marmots, ground squirrels, and even a black bear. The flowers were also breath taking. The air and temperature just make the colors pop so much more. There was also a beautiful rainbow while we were walking through town one day. And of course the food up there was great. Favorite place is the Secret Stash. It's an amazing pizza place that is well worth the wait.
Yesterday was just a day of recovering from traveling back and then hanging out with an old friend. We just got to catch up and talk. He's probably one of my closest friends so it's always nice to hang out.
Today was another lazy day except getting to clean out my room. I haven't gone through anything in there since high school since I've been living in a different state. Today was awesome. I got rid of so many things in there. I had clothes from when I was a freshman in high school that I finally got to donate. It's crazy how you don't realize all the things that build up when you don't go through them each year. I won't miss another spring cleaning again.
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