This spring has been … challenging in the weather department.
After a warm, dry winter (although less dry than California and not as warm as the Pacific Northwest), I was looking forward to early high season access. And then came May.
It will not stop being stormy, windy, and rainy! And perhaps just as bad, snow keeps accumulating at the higher elevations.
I’m really not kidding. Check out these two graphs from the Grand Junction NWS office:
So yeah, it’s been wet and windy.
I’ve had work to do on the Jeep but taking out the back window seems a bit risky when I can hardly find a three hour window to work on it when it’s dry. I went for it yesterday and now Francis is wearing a diaper until it quits raining again. I guess that’s a plus of living in De Beque next school year: my house has a garage.
I grew up in the Pacific Northwest but living in sunny Colorado (well, sunny up until lately anyway) has made me soft: I haven’t gotten out out hiking much and after winter I’m pretty over working out indoors.
All things considered though, cuddling with this pup isn’t too bad:
“We are all as much extraordinary phenomena of nature as trees, clouds, the patterns in running water, the flickering of fire, the arrangement of the stars, and the form of a galaxy.”
I swear on baseball, long walks outside, puppy cuddles, the scientific method and all else that is holy: these mountains will always be a part of my life somehow.
After work last Wednesday I just needed to get out and do something real. As soon as I got home, I changed, loaded Sprocket into the Jeep and headed out to explore along County Road 9.
It was a little blustery but after a long stretch of dreary weather, it was great to be outside.
I was able to drive almost to the end of the road. I decided not to drive through a giant mud puddle mostly because I didn’t want to wash the Jeep. But seriously, Francis looks at home here doesn’t she?:
“I learned this, at least, by my experiment; that if one advances confidently in the direction of his dreams, and endeavors to live the life which he has imagined, he will meet with a success unexpected in common hours. . . . In proportion as he simplifies his life, the laws of the universe will appear less complex, and solitude will not be solitude, nor poverty poverty, nor weakness weakness.”
–Henry David Thoreau, Walden