In the arms of the Rockies

After a nice evening at home with the Q's Jill and I headed out to meet her friend Danielle at the Snake River Tavern in Keystone. The great part about moving slowly through the country is it gives you plenty of time to catch up with friends that you haven't seen in years. Jill has known Danielle since our days at Boston University and five years had passed from the last time they saw one another. While they caught up at the bar, I took some time to catch up on some phone calls and just appreciate the fact that I was where I was. Less than twenty four hours in Colorado, and I already felt completely at ease. It could have been the thin air, but staring up at those mountains, life seem to make a lot more sense. There is a comfort in being surrounded by such massive peaks. Growing up in Chicago, I never really got a chance to spend too much time in nature of this magnitude. Every where you turn there is another mountain, another stream, another place to go exploring. Colorado truly is a magical place, and I can't wait to see what she has in store for me over the next four nights.
Keystone on a Wednesday night is not the most happening place, so we said our goodbyes to Danielle and then headed home to catch up on sleep, after all tommorow is Red Rocks.