The past few days have been a blessing. While Alex has been in Michigan at a wedding, my parents flew out from Indiana for a visit. We met at Denver International Airport and headed up to Estes Park for a few days in the mountains.
We spent the late afternoon in Rocky Mountain National Park (RMNP) driving the Trail Ridge Road through the park. The views from the ridge were spectacular. Above the tree line the air was cold and thin, and there was snow on the ground.
The next morning, we woke up early, grabbed some breakfast and headed to the Poudre River for some exciting white water rafting. My mom was initially hesitant to accept my dad’s convincing arguments that she would enjoy the adventure, but after three hours in the class III and IV rapids she loved it.
Over the next couple of days we relaxed. I took a little hiking trip up into the mountains a few miles and caught a trout in a mountain stream. I must give credit to Alex and his dad for teaching me the ropes of fly fishing. It feels good to stand on my own feet a bit.
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