I never noticed how many u’s there are in Chautauqua. Huh.
Oh. Sorry. Hey! How are yah!
Danny and I hiked in a Boulder park where the foothills meet the Flatirons. No they aren’t in an aisle in Target. The Flatirons are flat (yep), rock formations like the underside of an iron. The snow melted in the strong Colorado sunshine and I hoped I wouldn’t go slip sliding away.
This was my first real hike in Boulder since surgery and I avoided the mud and slippery slush covered trail, big time, skipping over to the grass when I could. My technique was far from the nimble mountain goat and more like someone afraid of stepping on a land mine.
I clowned around while other hikers gave me the hairy eyeball. I have no shame, you know and I thought one of the pictures would make a great new profile picture.
Why is it whenever someone tells you not to fall, that’s all you think about? They should say, “I’m sure with your uncoordinated body, you’ll spend a lot of time on the ground.” That would reeeeeeally keep me from falling. Bring it on ground! I’ll show you who can keep upright! Yeah!
See all that slipperiness? Do I get more sympathy from a dramatic black and white photo?
Hiking in snow is no big deal, but on a 70 degree day in March, mistakes were made. I wore my trail running shoes. I really needed boots.
We made it back down in one piece, sort of. Right after this photo was taken, Danny fell! I would have taken a picture, but I was busy trying not to laugh while slipping around on the snowmelt.
It feels good to be back!
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