Our last day at Copper Mountain began much like every other day we had spent there; Heather got up far too early and headed to another meeting. Unlike prior days though, instead of skiing, I packed the car and did some reading.
We were on the road heading west by mid morning, and hoping we wouldn’t have any weather surprises as we climbed the remaining miles to the top of the pass. I know the natives get used to it, but I don’t think the steep up and down while going 70 MPH will ever seem normal to me.
After a few more hours of uneventful drive, we made it to Grand Junction, home of our friends DJ and Vanessa. It was getting hard to remember what day it was at this point, so for my reference and yours, it was Saturday. We spent the remaining day on a little hike, and then went to Saturday evening church.
Before I go much farther, I should mention one of the many highlights of our trip: Ingrid! DJ and Vanessa, are parents now! We enjoyed getting to see our friends exploring parenthood, and seeing that they were really enjoying it.
I sort of wish I had pictures from Sunday, as we had a really great time hanging out that afternoon around the house with a few people from church. Given that all we did was talk and play boardgames maybe the pictures wouldn’t be that interesting… all the same it was a great time. For the record, both “Settlers of Catan” and “Ticket to Ride” are great games. If you have the opportunity to play with someone who can help you learn the rules, you should!
Monday was a special treat of sorts, as DJ and Vanessa were both able to be off work, and were willing to spend a day of vacation with us! As appears to be the custom in Colorado, we used our free time to head into the Mountains again!

What you can’t quite see in the snow around their feet, are the snowshoes they are wearing. There was well over five feet of snow on the ground where that picture was taken, and without the snow shoes it would have been an entirely different picture. As you may recall Heather and I had the chance to play with some snow shoes back in Iowa a few months ago, but there were only an inch of snow. The experience is entirely different with meaningful amounts of snow.

Our plan was to hike straight out into the fresh snow, eventually crossing the trail to a lookout, allowing us to really experience the serenity of the fresh snow in the woods. It was beautiful, it was peaceful, it was also a LOT of work. Even with the snow shoes, the lead person in our group had a big job breaking a trail for us. We rotated the job around quite a bit, and were making pretty good time. Ingrid however, thought it was time for a break.

After a short break, we found a blazed trail. Walking on it felt a little like cheating, but I was ready to have an easier time walking. I should mention that Heather was doing great! Snow shoes may be more her speed, and hikes through the mountains seem to be more interesting to her than flying down the mountain on some fiberglass slats. On the road, we took a more leisurely pace than our guides:

Heather and I were mostly content to just enjoy the atmosphere, although I have to admit we did disagree somewhat as to the proper pace when walking on the road. Ingrid again asserted herself, announcing that the hike needed to end. We reverted back to traveling cross country, although it only ended up being a few hundred yards over to the main road, and from there we were practically in the parking lot where we began the trip.
We stopped through a small coffee shop on the way back to Junction, getting some coffee and enjoying the views. It really is amazing how much more pleasant winter can seem when you drape it over a giant pile of rocks!
After that, home, bed, getting up waaay too early, driving half-way across the state, a plane ride to KC, driving half-way across two other states, and we were back in Des Moines refreshed and ready for a new day at work! 🙂
-Jordan