This is Memorial Day Weekend, and here in Colorado that means heading to the mountains for a hike. My sister Susan and her late husband George - as well as my ex-wife Lisa when we were still married - and I would head up to Rocky Mountain National Park every Memorial Day and hit the trail. Susan and George would drive over from Fort Collins, and Lisa and I from Denver, and we would meet in Estes, and take one car into the park. Of course, the problem with that was that this time of year, the higher up the trail you went, the snowier, and often foggier, it got, eventually forcing us to turn around and head back to Estes Park for a beer. Each year always seemed to turn out the same, but once you have a routine that works, you stick to it. And by the way, the photograph above is of Susan and George on the trail at Rocky Mountain National Park, taken years ago, but a little later in the year. In fact, I think this was the last hike we took together before health issues forced George to curtail his outdoor activities. But it was fun while it lasted. Happy Memorial Day Everyone!
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