Today we climbed the Oak Creek/Twin Peaks Trail in Ouray. We conclude that the people of Colorado are not just cowboys. They are tough people. Admittedly, we were the only ones on the trail but if they are trying to scare us away, they sure are doing a fine job.
We climbed 3,000 feet in less than two miles and that was in addition to walking to the trailhead for forty minutes. Thinking people drive to the trailhead.
When we reached the unpronounceable creek near the top, the fierce flow of water prevented us from making the crossing. My editor mumbled something about Moses but I was too tired to appreciate it. We sat and stared at the water and wondered about getting to the other side. I realized then that I was not a true man, certainly not a Colorado Cowboy. Otherwise, I would have taken out my lasso, whirled it a few times, shouted out to the heavens and lopped it over a tree on the other side. Then I would have grabbed my editor, thrown her over my shoulder and crossed the water holding the rope like a true man. It wasn’t to be. I sat down instead, mesmerized by the strong flow of water and fell asleep. What a man!!! Instead of additional titanium in my bones, I think I need more lead in my pencil…
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