M - Lunch at 7800ft

Well, this may be the last post from me for a while but thanks to the bride for keeping things going over the past few days.

Dana mentioned our hiking trip on Mt. Falcon and I must add that it was incredible. Except for Noah only wanting to go back to the hotel and ride his scooter (I know God can attest that we adults are just as frequently short-sighted on much more important issues), it was one of our best days.

We left a hot Denver and ended up on top of Mt. Falcon where we had a 70-degree breeze, beautiful view, and quite a tasty lunch! The drive to the trailhead and picnic area was a bit confusing at times and there is nothing like a fork in the road with an arrow right in the middle pointing exactly halfway between both routes. We rolled the dice (not that we normally carry dice) and fortunately patiently picked the proper path (that's alliteration for you grammar challenged readers).

It was impossible to look in a direction where there wasn't a view worth viewing. The smell of fresh, live pine filled the air. There wasn't a sound to be heard except the wind in the trees and our own footsteps. I would definitely hanglide here...if, you know, I had a hang glider, and if I knew how, and if I wasn't WAY too scared. We saw some wildlife but nothing to knock your socks off.

The whole situation left Dana and I wishing we could go back in the afternoon, sans kids, and take some longer hikes.


Katie is pretty unstable on FLAT land so we have to watch her very closely when climbing on the rocks. She is way more confident than is warranted given her inadequate athletic prowess at this stage of her short little life.

I also have to show off how impressive was the bride to 'backpack' a heavy load out of the forest. Lest you think it was not very chivalrous of me to allow such a feat, you must know that the boys found themselves engaged in a battle of grand proportions. It was posed that 'boys rule and girls drool'. You may have heard this wise maxim in earlier years of your life. Whether you have or haven't, it is true. In order to prove it beyond doubt, it became necessary for the boys to beat the girls back to the car. Unfortunately, the bride was teamed up with a poorly trained, poorly conditioned (unless of course Dora-watching is the contest) little girl named Katie. Noah faded hard near the end but the boys won by a length and reigned victorious on Mt. Falcon.