I love Colorado. Not enough to live there, but I LOVE to be there. I just got back from a great trip of hiking, biking and climbing (lots of words ending with ing).
Every time I go there, it brings out the grizzly in me. I literally want to live in the mountains and catch/trap/pick my own food. As I told my wife this, she just laughs. "You're the first person to order Duck confit and fois gras, there is no way you're going to eat wild rabbit for a week". I guess she has a point.
With that said, there's something very inherantly caveman-ish with hiking through the vast wilderness. There are places I stood and thought to myself "I might be the only person who's ever stood here". It's one of the most peaceful and breathtaking places I've ever been.
On a very sad note, my heart does go out to the people invovled with the Waldo Canyon Fire. We were hiking through there on Saturday, and by Wednesday, the same place was overtaken with fire. I couldn't imagine losing my house or life in such a way....
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