This is a tad overdue, but here's a fast recap of Bryan and Erica's visit to Boulder... it went really quickly but was a ton of fun.
Wednesday night Team Ohio, fellow Hudson '99 grads, landed... bringing clouds, thunder, lightning, and rain just like any you would find any given day in Ohio. [The previous 20-ish days had been clear as a bell, and the next 20-ish days afterward were clear as a bell...] We headed to Denver and had a night of food, beer, pool and shuffleboard at Wynkoop.
Thursday we headed up to the Indian Peaks to see Mt. Toll and company... it was beautiful but we were forced to turn around due to the weather. After lunch in Nederland, we headed into Boulder for a tour of Pearl Street, CU, etc... where we got rained on. We decided indoors was best, so we went climbing at The Spot. I tried slacklining for the first time, and didn't quite embarass myself as bad as I thought I would... was also rewarded with the advice that the journey of a thousand miles begins with one step by Timmy O'Neill. (ps, it's pretty damn cool that your local climbing gym is where Timmy O'Neill, Lynn Hill and others choose to hang out)
Friday we set out for the Arkansas River by way of I-70, Mt. Evans, Leadville and Buena Vista. Unfortunately we didn't see any sheep or goats on Mt. Evans, but we did see a herd of roughly 40 elk at about 12,000'. I hadn't seen elk around Mt. Evans until then. We camped at Arrowhead Point campground. I'm not sure which was more awesome; being woken up by Erica whispering that a bear was outside the tent (which turned out to be the tent's rainfly) or being lucky enough to reserve a site next to West Virginia's finest specimen... who jammed to all-time favorites such as Rascal Flatts, Journey and 3 Doors Down into the dawn (sarcasm free of charge).
Saturday we rafted Brown's Canyon with Noah's Ark. Bryan fell out on the first rapid, which happened to be the one that they take your picture on, and I was his retrevial buddy so I had my first official man-overboard disaster recovery training... and (drumroll) was told I passed with flying colors. After we dried off we headed to Breck for food. On the way home we hit a wall and so we took it pretty easy Saturday night.
Sunday was laid back and then off to the airport. I really appreciated the visit and am looking forward to the next one. Here are some photos of the adventure...
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