Kristin and I need to be better at taking Selfies apparently because this whole post looks like it’s all about SP and me. Luckily, she was kind enough to share some photos of our awesome day in Telluride here on the blog. We headed to Telluride via Last Dollar Road to enjoy the last of the fall colors, walked around downtown Telluride, gorged ourselves at Brown Dog Pizza, and rode the gondola to Mountain Village for a little extra scenery.
This weekend was all about #damselNOTindistress. And you know what? It was a gorgeous fall weekend and it kind of distressed me I couldn’t go hike Precipice Peak.
And yes, I am rocking a black eye. Sometimes I’m just clumsy.
My friend Kristin came to town a couple of weeks ago for a visit (Krisin featured me in a Writer Wednesday post last year and did a guest post here about cross country skiing). I had hoped to drive her over one of our high mountain passes but the snow arrived just three days before she did. Ridgway, however, has a lot to offer so I started her out Friday evening with pizza and a beer at Colorado Boy and later we walked over to Trail Town Still (aka “The Still”) for a drink.
In the morning, we relaxed around the house with coffee looking out at the morning chill (I cannot wait to have my house cozy enough that this isn’t taking place in camp chairs!). Mid-morning, we headed up Owl Creek Pass to hike Courthouse Mountain. Courthouse has been on my list for a long time! It sits right above Ridgway and I look at it everyday. (Yes, it’s going to take me awhile but I do intend to climb all of them that I can see from town.)
I was a little bit concerned with how snowy it might be on the trail but decided to forge ahead with the plan anyway. It was such a lovely day with the snow dusting all of the mountains around us. Sprocket was loving the snowy trail and urged us to keep moving upwards.
“Before you remove sugar, fat, carbs, dairy, cholesterol, and gluten to improve your life, maybe you should start with your fear, doubt, TV, video games, couch, and excuses.”
If you follow me on Instagram, you might have noticed the hashtag #damselNOTindistress floating around. Before we decided to part ways, F and I signed a six-month “work for rent” lease on a place that needed a little bit of TLC: pulling up old carpet, sheetrocking over wood paneling, and a few other miscellaneous projects.
Since I solely inherited this fairly large project shortly after a pretty life changing experience, I have to admit that it inspired in me a little bit of the “I am woman, hear me roar” feeling. Plus, since this project is taking up most of my free time (well, at least when I’m not hiking or doing something much more awesome), it’s one of the only things besides Sprocket’s sweet face I have to Instagram these days. And so, #damselNOTindistress was born.