Apologies for our absence, but we took a rare free moment to scramble up to the Vail Valley for a few days of R&R.
This is Arrowhead, where we stay while in town.
|As you can see, there is quite a lot of snow in the Valley this winter. An aspect much different from Denver this year!|
The snowdrifts in Minturn (where we go to visit our favorite fabulous retail store, Holy Toledo) were several feet above Q's head...quite impressive considering she is very tall!
I lived in the Vail Valley for upwards of 16 years, and during those years I lived a very fortunate life. I love hiking, and while in the mountains I hiked, on an average, three or four hours a day every day of the week.
|It does my heart good to set foot to these trails, and spend a couple of hours burning my muscles and sweating into my parka on these high-altitude climbs.|
These are stunning mountains, some of the most amazing terrain in all of our varied and spectacular country. I feel lucky that we still live close enough to enjoy this splendor, if only just occasionally.
But these views are still what I miss most, having moved down from the mountains. It's always a tradeoff, we make our decisions in life as we need to. But it is sometimes difficult to know that you can't always have it all.
The stunning road home, from the Vail Valley up the passes, through Summit County and up the big pass toward the Continental Divide, and down the great slide of highway toward the high plains of the Front Range that we now call home.
But as much as our little Q loves her "other home" in the mountains, all the deep snow and the hot tubs, she always breaths a sigh of comfort when we return to our "QQ home", with her room and her bed and all her books and toys, all the comforts of home.