“Time does not pass, it continues.” ~Marty Rubin
My husband remarked this evening that I hadn’t posted in three months. And, there has been so much adventure. Even though this summer has seen a tremendous amount of rainfall and washed out roads, we managed to grab the sunshine and create new memories. We enjoyed three bike trips on our Harley in which one included a feat that we never even listed on our bucket list, a ride to the top of Mount Evans, the nation’s highest paved road at 14, 240 ft. To prove it, here we are in our moment:
After a nerve-wracking, but inspirational, ride to heaven’s door, we posed with quiet confidence, not wanting to think about the necessary descent to civilization. All I can say is that I have never been so chuffed at seeing a tree line. Also, I had the presence of mind to count the number of 180 degree switchbacks… 16.
Our next escapade was a week long sojourn to Northern New Mexico. We carried with us a few changes of clothing in our soft leather bag that fits over the sissy bar and the smugness of two cocky teenagers out to rule the world. Of course, the trip was broken into segments so our muscles wouldn’t get too stiff. We are cognizant of the fact that our bodies don’t match our attitude. Santa Fe was our destination, but before arriving there, we took an 80 mile ride around Mount Wheeler, termed the Enchanted Circle. Our country holds so many hidden treasures. We finally arrived Santa Fe in 99 degree temps during rush hour traffic.
I just wanted to say that. Anyway, Santa Fe is a beautiful artsy town. If money were no object, I would have an array of sculpture from New Mexico dotting my landscaping.
Our next trip was to Cripple Creek for the 2014 Veterans Rally to honor those who have served our country since the Revolutionary War and to remember our POW/MIAs. It is an extraordinary event with thousands of people and motorbikes from all over the country.
When we weren’t on our bike, we spent time with a special little person in our lives. Need I say more?