adventures shared with a stranger or a few strangers
adventures shared with an acquaintance or a few friends
adventures shared with a close friend
adventures shared with family members
adventures shared with a life partner
Each adventure is flavored by companionship, just as a soup or sauce is changed by spices added. The basic character of the journey remains the same, but different details come to the fore.
When my husband and I went up to the Grand Mesa on Friday, the trip was different than it would have been with my former walking partner, or with only my own company. My husband loves to stop and watch the birds, butterflies, bees, and, in this case, chimunks. Not everyone does.
Our conversation is different, too. Often, we don’t talk at all. We don’t have to. Like the little friends in the picture, we are out together devouring the beauty of the day, taking pictures, and hording memories.
That day, we had so many.
a long walk through golden woods
a fantastic hamburger and home fries at Mesa Lakes Lodge and Resort
butterflies and chipmunks
glittering diamonds on the lakes
But, most of all, just being together sharing another special experience.
We continued up past Powderhorn, http://www.powderhorn.com/ our local ski resort, which, under new management, is developing new summer activities such as mountain biking and hiking. As the fall colors deepen, the lifts may run on weekends to take visitors through the vibrant woods.
I live in beautiful western Colorado, but several times a year I venture out into other parts of our great country.
Some people say that American cities and towns are all the same. I don’t understand that. Sure, some of the big business are the same. I know I’m weird, but I find that kind of comforting. If I have forgotten my toothbrush or comb again, I can find it quickly.
The similarities are there, but the differences are far more interesting. They are dictated by local climate, natural resources, and history.
In this blog, I will feature other bloggers, sites from around the Internet, and, sometimes, my own extremely modest adventures.
When I was a child, my parents took me on a trip to western Canada. That was the only time I have ever left the US, but I enjoy reading about other countries and chatting with people from around the world.
Every day is an adventure and every person is an exotic destination.