Penn and Cord
Yeah, I like him pretty good. We still hold hands. We have matching black robes. He's the love of my life. The Holidays are not officially over at our house until January 6th because our anniversary is the 5th. We usually head to water of some kind. The last few years, we head straight to the Arkansas River in the canyon somewhere near Cotopaxi or Texas Creek. We find our way to the other side of the river and tool along in our vehicle with a lunch packed in a cooler. Sometimes after the river, we head to Cañon City and have an early dinner there and then head home to watch a movie - and hang with our youngest boy - Wulfgar. On our way back and before I could suggest it, Cord turned into Skyline Drive, I yelled, "You grabbed my thought! Yay! So many memories there too.
This time not only did we enjoy the icy river, but we found a new-to-us BLM road that we explored for hours. It was so beautiful, so interesting, so wonderful. We've lived here a long time and finding a new road, a new 'find', thrills us. There wasn't time enough in the day to follow all of the off-shoot roads - we just had a blast. And then we ended up back at the river and Cord caught a nice, fat, river trout while I collected seeds. This is the same river where I caught my first river trout WAY back when with my late dad. This is the same river where we took our boys so many times to fish and play. This is the river where I learned all about white water rafting with my brother as oarsman in the late 70's. This is the river that was changed forever when we watched the Pueblo Reservoir fill from Liberty Point. We used to picnic down at this river when I was a little kid, in Pueblo West, and I once rode my horse all the way down to the river bottom and back on my own. Those places have been under water for a long time. But I remember. I will always love this river. And Cord. Happy Anniversary Big.
This time not only did we enjoy the icy river, but we found a new-to-us BLM road that we explored for hours. It was so beautiful, so interesting, so wonderful. We've lived here a long time and finding a new road, a new 'find', thrills us. There wasn't time enough in the day to follow all of the off-shoot roads - we just had a blast. And then we ended up back at the river and Cord caught a nice, fat, river trout while I collected seeds. This is the same river where I caught my first river trout WAY back when with my late dad. This is the same river where we took our boys so many times to fish and play. This is the river where I learned all about white water rafting with my brother as oarsman in the late 70's. This is the river that was changed forever when we watched the Pueblo Reservoir fill from Liberty Point. We used to picnic down at this river when I was a little kid, in Pueblo West, and I once rode my horse all the way down to the river bottom and back on my own. Those places have been under water for a long time. But I remember. I will always love this river. And Cord. Happy Anniversary Big.
Mountain Woman selfie.
He ate it for breakfast...
Up on Skyline Drive
Another magical find in the Rockies.
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