Back in September, Noel and I did a Rim to Rim to Rim run of the Grand Canyon broken up into two days. It was a couples getaway for masochists. My parents (who are now retired) came and watched the kids so we could do this madness. Honestly, my parents carry a lot of blame for this whole thing. They instilled a deep love in me for the Grand Canyon. I’ve been there several times and it was the location…
September started with a trip closer to home. We met up with my sister (Hope), her husband (Joe), and their two boys (Porter and Theo) for Labor Day weekend. We’d cooked up this plan because Joe loves bagging peaks and couldn’t resist bagging the tallest one in Colorado.
At the end of July/beginning of August, we went on a much anticipated trip to California. This trip had been in the works since early 2021 and had been a lot of fun to plan and dream about. It was slightly stressful to be flying again (especially since we’d never in all our years of travel seen the Denver airport so busy), but things went pretty smoothly.
July was a busy and fabulous month. We had many adventures (and a few misadventures). Read on for more details.
I am very behind so I’m going to do a quick catch-up of mostly pictures.
I was thinking the other day how most of my readers are not my local Colorado friends. I’ve mentioned what sort of rules or guidelines we have in Colorado during this pandemic, but I haven’t mentioned statistics about where Colorado stands.
Let me pick up the 2nd half of April. The day after I left off, it snowed. A lot.
I felt like life got “busy” again in April, yet we hardly leave the house.
We kicked off September with a Labor Day trip to Maroon Bells. This was a trip we’d planned 6 months in advance because that’s how far in advance you have to reserve campsites.
Noel and I ran our first (and likely last) ultra marathon this last Saturday. It was kind of a big deal for us and I’ve also gotten a few questions about it, so I’m going to give the race it’s own post and address a few things.