Fresh Colorado mountain air really is all you need sometimes. This time was pure magic and I left feeling totally renewed and grounded. A few months before I got hitched, one of my best friends and I did a little road trip around this piece of Heaven on Earth. We started in an old saloon-style western town, Fairplay, before heading up to the San Juan mountains to camp for a couple nights, and galavanting through Ouray, the most perfect mountain town you've ever seen. A couple days later, in my ripe old age of 33, I pulled my back within 5 minutes of an overly-aggressive rowing move while white water rafting down Browns Canyon on the Arkansas River. Lucky for me, T held down the raft in all her might, and the trip concluded by soaking in the healing powers of the hot springs in Buena Vista of the Sawatch Range. Most of this not pictured, because of fun being had in the moment.
