Home is usually a place we tire of after a point. At the risk of sounding like an unappreciative Coloradoan, I don’t always stop and look at the Rocky Mountains from my window and think how lucky I am to live here. I should, but I don’t. This past weekend, I headed into those mountains perhaps to reawaken my love for this state, something I didn’t expect but I’m sure Colorado did. The state tends to win over travelers, locals and even skeptics whether they like it or not. Along Interstate-70 on the way to Glenwood Springs, a monster is standing guard. Even those with glazed over road trip Continue Reading
Colorado Wishes You Were Here
This week, I had the honor of guest posting for Anja of Ever The Nomad. I would greatly appreciate if you could read, comment and/or stumble that post, The Devil Made Me Do It. I ended up taking a hike, so to speak, for this piece. Devil’s Head positions in Pike National Forest, a little over an hour south of Denver. The hike itself is not intense, but the view at the top certainly is. A lone fire station hovers on the top of this rock formation that supposedly looks like the head of a devil. I will have a video coming up soon of the hike, but here is just a taste of Colorado’s devilish Continue Reading
Travel Snapshot: Spring in Colorado
This week, I recounted my love for spring in the Boboli Gardens of Florence, Italy. However, I am far from the Boboli Gardens world of sunshine and pink roses. This is my reality. Snow. Two days ago, it was well into the 60s here in Colorado. Yesterday, the snow came. Blowing snow made visibility poor as I battled the storm to get my necessary afternoon coffee. Today, this is the end result, blue skies and snow. Spring in Colorado is always a gamble. Continue Reading
Where are you going? Finding Sisterly Comparisons at Hawaii’s Akaka Falls
A blond, brunette, and the ever-important redhead set out for the big Island of Hawaii. Bar jokes could ensue, but rather these three hair colors find something even more creative than a trite joke in the Hawaiian landscape. That blond and that brunette are my two sisters. Yes, we have three different hair colors and yes we are all related. Just one of life’s genetic mysteries and my family happens to posses that quintessential bar joke. One side of the big island of Hawaii is predominately covered in black lava rock. With the beating Hawaiian sun, the combination of hardened black lava Continue Reading