We’ve been living in Colorado (whoa, that was a weird realization) for a little over two weeks now. We work during the weekdays from home but are taking advantage of the weekends to get acquainted with this very sexy state. Wanna know more? Kinda on the fence? It’s alright, I get that.
1. We biked to the Saturday morning Farmers Market. Its backdrop is a gorgeous pathway along a feisty creek and abuts *insert junior high joke here* an ornate Japanese tea house. The location alone is charming, not to mention all of the produce, homemade goods, music and food stands which made my eyes bulge (and conversely, Hubs wallet shrink.). We picked up some mixed greens, colorful carrots, avocado-jalapeno-hummus, and some nummy nuts as a gift for our brother back home.
We also noticed the Farmers Market is a zero waste market. All of the food vendors serve on recyclable or compostable wares, everyone brings their reusable bags, and there are these stations all around to help keep everything eco-riffic. My heart smiled, I’m not going to lie.
2. We hiked a local spot close to home called Mount Sanitas. It took about an hour to reach the summit and we had perfectly sunny weather for the climb (ie: pasty Candace smothered herself in sunscreen). We saw lots of folks on the mountain, including our neighbors from our apartment complex (how random is that?), people with babies in packs and their dogs – off their leashes, just scaling the rocky paths with no problem!
Unfortunately, we did bump into one mountain lion, but she had a friendly way about her.
3. We’ve been biking often to the main drag, Pearl Street, which is flanked with lovely (ahem, expensive) boutiques and fabulous restaurants. I’ve included a picture that has absolutely nothing to do with Pearl Street, but if I may, I’d like to mention I scored those skinny jeans from Target for $4.98. Applause is unnecessary but nobody in their right mind would turn it down, now would they?
4. We drove to the outskirts of a tiny mountain town called Nederland to hike a beautiful trail up to an incredibly scenic lake, nestled all cozy in the arms of the mountains. It’s gorgeous…at least that’s what we hear, because we never did make it up to that apparently amazing/breath taking/life changing trail to Blue Lake. Dark clouds, cold rain, bellowing thunder, swamped out trails and snowy impasses bullied us until we got half way up and decided to call it quits. Surely, my outfit choice of a tank top and shorts in the SNOW CAPPED mountains didn’t help motivate us to forge forth. It was, my friends, a Blue Lake Hiking Fail. Fear not, we will try again! Probably.
5. Lastly, we’ve spent a few sunny afternoons at our apartment’s pool but you don’t need to see pictures of me in a terribly lumpy swimsuit and Hub’s bare startup shoulders. It just wouldn’t be right.