A jammed back week of Colorado Rockies vacation with three teenagers—my niece, her friend and my nephew. They bounded with energy at Glenwood Springs and the Continental Divide. At Glenwood, we swam and dipped into the hot springs pool. So, relaxing. The weather was great.
However, at the Continental Divide, they left me in the dirt. Whether it was my knee or weight, they out climbed and out hiked me. They made the jagged rock steps look so easy. I envied their agility.
On a hike at old Dillon Dam, cute little snuggle bunny (Sadie) pulled me down the mountain and I rolled like a butter ball. The three teenagers had long left me in the dirt. My poor mom was the only one there and smirking. She was just glad she didn’t fall!
Climbing and swimming weren’t the only activities. Lots of teasing and laughing. My nephew, Jake, had a green shemagh desert scarf which was called the man scarf. He cherished the shemagh. The girls hid the man scarf and I took pity on him and made the girls tell him where it was. He laughed, but being the only male on this outing, he clung to it as his only male friend. At the end of the week, he was glad to take the sacred shemagh home and be around his dad and brother for some male bonding.
So for now, I wave good-bye to the mountains and the three teenagers.