Tuesday, June 16, 2015

Adventure #12: "and I'll cry if I want to..."

Date: Sunday June 14, 2015
Location: Dillon Reservoir

An easy Sunday trip up to a new lake in the mountains, complete with relaxing, kayaking, fishing and exploring...or so we thought.  I was up early with Fiona and was able to pack the truck and get all our food ready for the day.  I thoroughly enjoy loading up the truck.  Sometimes I look forward to the packing and unpacking just as much as I do the actual trip.  Then we timed the drive perfect and the kiddos were flawless on our 1.5 hr drive along I-70 to Dillon Reservoir which is up by Silverthorne.  It continues to amaze me but once we get on those mountain roads, an overwhelming peace comes over me.  So far the day had gone pretty much perfectly and everyone was feeling good besides Krystal and I both being tired from staying out late to celebrate our anniversary with dinner on Pearl Street and a late night viewing of Jurassic World (we loved it!).

Unpacking the kayak and getting it loaded was easy enough as well.  Our goal was to paddle out to the shoreline away from the marina and people, and find a nice spot to setup for the day and explore from there.  Well the chaos began once we loaded all four of us into the kayak.  This was Fiona's first trip in the kayak, last summer she was just too little.  Needless to say, she did not enjoy it.  She's at that age where she doesn't want to be constrained, and being confined to a life jacket and small boat is not her idea of fun.  Compound that with not pre-fitting the four of us and not sliding the front seat back to allow for room with Krystal and Fiona in her lap.  We did indeed make it to a spot and setup camp for a bit.  Enjoyed lunch, fished a little, hiked a little.  We thought perhaps with everyone having a full belly and adjusting the seats that we would load up and try the water again.

Nope.  Poor Fiona...it's just not her thing right now.  We tried to head out further into the lake but it became quickly apparent that she would not stop crying until she was on solid ground.  To everyone that knows Fiona well, she's pretty much the opposite of Logan as a baby and only cries if she means it.  She clutched onto Krystal and cried the whole way back to the dock :/  By that time all the negativity had wore off on Logan and he was being a whiney little boy.  We basically docked the boat, unloaded, called it a day and got into the truck for the ride home.

Thank goodness the kids slept pretty much the whole trip home (especially Fiona) and we had a rather uneventful drive home which included the lovely I-70 traffic which added an hour to our drive.  So ya, things don't always work out but Krystal and I worked well as a team.  To anyone that thinks we would be a spectacle as a couple on 'Amazing Race' (cough cough Amanda) I think this trip proved that maybe after nine years of marriage perhaps we've made some improvements in that area :)

Didn't get all that many photos.  The lake was huge and surrounded by beautiful mountains.  It really had potential as a good trip and maybe we will try Dillon Reservoir again next summer.  Oh well.  When you are taking 2 young kids on new adventures every weekend, it's bound to not work out sometimes.  With that said, camping Friday night all four of us (five including the dog) with Erick, Mike, Sarah and their new pup.  Keep your fingers crossed :)


 
 

Monday, June 8, 2015

Adventure #11: Season 2; Episode 1

Date: Weekend, June 5-7 2015
Location: Shadow Mountain Lake

Woohooooooooooo! It's officially Adventure Season, and while the official start of summer is still a few weeks away, the weather is nice enough to enjoy the great outdoors.  I wait all winter for the mountains to warm up and all spring for the rain to subside and the sun to shine.  Once again, what a feeling it is to look forward to summer.  After spending your whole life avoiding the heat of AZ summer, it's so wonderful to truly enjoy the warmth and sunshine.

Krystal and Fiona were away this weekend, traveling to Minnesota for her cousin's wedding so Logan and I decided that we would try out kayak camping.  The goal was to kayak out to a campsite and setup camp next to the water.  I researched and found Shadow Mountain Lake which is just north of Granby.  After calling the chamber of commerce, it looked like there were islands on the lake and while some were closed due to wildlife preserves some were open to camping.  With that in mind, I had a hectic day of getting the girls to the airport, putting the kayak on the roof solo (thanks Mom and Dad for the new roof mounts, made my life MUCH easier) and bringing Logan to work with me which all occurred after waking up at 5am to get some work hours in before everyone was awake.

Logan and I left Boulder around 2PM and had a two hour drive ahead of us.  After about one hour I was getting really sleepy and needed a caffeine/sugar boost.  We stopped at the next town and grabbed some Redbull, Swedish Fish, Sugar Daddy, and lollipops with only the lollipop being for Logan of course...can you imagine him on Redbull!?!?  As we were about to leave I did something I had never before done in my life.  I offered someone a ride.  There was this girl (maybe mid 20s) with a huge hiking backpacking sitting on the picnic bench on the phone and looked like she had someplace to go.  I asked her if she needed a ride, and after saying asking her Dad on the phone to hold on turned out she only needed about a 10 minute drive up the highway.  It was on our way so I offered to give her a lift.  She had just arrived 4 days ago from Texas and was had started a backpacking trip that would take her across all of Colorado to catch a train in Utah, and then she would hike the San Francisco Mountains.  She was doing it all solo, major props to her!  Honestly I wish we had a longer drive together because it would have been neat to here more of her story and learn why she was taking on such an epic adventure.  We dropped her at a random hotel in Idaho Springs which we both agreed "looked safe enough if you were traveling alone".  Best wishes to whomever you were, I hope you stay safe and embrace the adventure.  It was really neat having Logan be a part of helping out a fellow outdoors (wo)man and a simple way to embrace a stranger.  There is plenty of time in life for stranger danger but this time felt right to help someone out.

So about those islands, ya..wrong info from the chamber of commerce.  Says right on the sign next to the dock 'No Camping on Islands"...oh well.  There was a campsite of about 40 sites right next to the water so we deciding to setup camp there.  I'm not usually one to like official campsites but it was easy and accommodating being so close to the lake.  In all honesty I don't even remember what we did Friday night except that I read Logan a long chapter book about a little boy who runs away from home to live in the mountains on my own.  I read about 30 pages that night, and he fell fast asleep while I was reading.  I will always remember that night.  Such a pure interaction with my son, nothing complex, nothing electronic, nothing requiring any energy at all except to be immersed in the moment.

I woke up once to the sounds of "something" but took some deep breathes and fell fast asleep.  Turns out a bear came through the camp ground and ate 12 fish from someone's cooler that they left sitting out.  PEOPLE there are bear containers for a REASON...USE THEM!  Wish I would have peaked out and seen the little guy ;)  I also woke up in the morning but again was too cold and tired to peak out.  This time my neighbors tell us a male moose walked within 15 feet of our tent!  I seriously have been wanting to see a moose more than any animal.  It was so close...

Saturday!  Let me summarize this day in a handful of words:

poptarts, kayak, cheetos, fishing, kayak, cheetos, fishing, fishing, fishing

Okay so Logan LOVES fishing.   It was fish free in Colorado weekend and we took full advantage.  We fished for hours on Saturday.  We ended up being out on the lake from about 9:30 to 1:30 PM,  We (and by that I mean, me. Logan's paddling is subpar ;) paddled out to check out the islands.  On the way out in the morning, the water was so smooth.  Oh man, how I love smooth, flat, glass water.  It brings a certain calm over me, that must be from all those years on the lake as a kid.  The islands were a small grouping jetting out from the south end of the lake.  As I said, some of them were closed due to Osprey breading, so we got some awesome close ups of Osprey from the water.  After scoping out the islands, we put a fishing line and trolled it behind us in the kayak as we headed for the marina.  I'll just say it now, we caught zero fish, zero, but that didn't stop us.  We bought some worms at the marina and Logan was super excited to look at and touch them.  He is slowly getting over his gross phase and becoming more typical boy.  After leaving the marina, we had lunch on one of the other islands and opened the cheetos for the first time.  Seriously, this kid would eat the whole bag if he could!  The weather was starting to look rather imposing so I decided it was time to head back and call it a day.  There was this narrow passage between two islands and for the life of me I could not paddle us through the wind and waves that had come upon us due to the impending storm.  After a couple unsuccessful tries, we docked on one of the islands next to a motor boat and hung out for a bit (...ate more cheetos).  I figured we could wait out the storm or worst case ask someone to tow us back.  After giving my arms a rest, I was able to power through it and make it through 15 minutes of some tough upper body workout and make it back to the dock near camp.

Logan grabbed the fishing pole out of the kayak and immediately started fishing off the dock.  He is a natural.  I showed him once how to cast and he just did it!  It was hard to describe but it was like he was meant for it.  I guess some kids can throw a baseball or shoot a basketball, but man can Logan cast.  It was a very proud moment and so cool to see him embrace it.  We fished for a LONG time until I lured (pun, yes...no?) him back to camp to eat dinner.  Side note, Krystal's Dad got me one of those backpacking Jetboil stoves, and wow is that thing awesome.  It boils water so fast!  Anyway, Logan ate some more cheetos during dinner or maybe I had cut him off by then.  But after Dinner, I just wanted to sit for a bit and relax...ya like that would ever happen.  Guess what Logan wanted to do...you got it, fish!  So I took a chair and beer down to the dock and we fished for the rest of the night.  We were the last ones out there and still not even a bite.  It probably doesn't help that I know next to nothing about fishing, but that's the fun part as Logan and I get to learn together.  I really wanted to sit on the dock and watch the sunset but Logan insisted we get back to camp for some smores.  That night we continued reading the same book, but he lasted about 4 pages before he passed out and was asleep.  I slept much better that night, and after poking my head out from the sleeping bag realized we had both slept in until 9AM (how wonderful)!

After packing up the truck, we headed back to the dock and finished off our trip with none other than more time fishing :)  There was another family there that I'll just say wasn't getting along, and it made me appreciate and reflect even more on just how special my son Logan is.  He's an active, fun loving, social, intelligent little boy.  He's got a dynamic spunk of a personality and loves his family tremendously.  On the ride home, after grabbing Subway and...more cheetos, he told me that when he grows up he wants to be just like me.  He is going to have the same beard, same tattoos, same shoes, same sunglasses.  It's like he was looking at me and realized just how much he loves who I am, and starting naming off everything he saw.  After spending three days fully immersed together, he left that weekend with me on his mind.  I must say that I too, left that weekend reminded to think and act more like him.  There are so many more things we did that weekend that were a blast and I could go on for thousands of more words, but this post is already super long.  I'll end with adding that on the way home we stopped at JAX and bought him his own tackle box and picked up a fishing license for me so that we can continue our quest for our first fish.

I received a GoPro from Amanda for Christmas so I'll be updating this blog with awesome photos and videos.  Just takes me a little while to process everything and I'd rather get my thoughts down before the weekend's fresh thoughts escape me.















According to the GPS we kayaked 4.2 miles that day!

Adventure #10: Preface to Adventure Season

Date: Saturday, May 30 2015
Location: Estes Park, RMNP, Trail Ridge Road

As a nice little warm up to summer and with the opening of Trail Ridge Road in RMNP the previous day we set out to make the grandiose drive from the entrance to RMNP all the way to the Alpine Visitor Center along a portion of Trail Ridge Road.  Trail Ridge Road is the highest continuous paved road in the US (http://www.nps.gov/romo/planyourvisit/trail_ridge_road.htm).  After the drive we walked around downtown Estes, grabbed lunch at a place we hadn't tried and spent some time at a Western Art and Artisan show.  They had items such as arrowheads, custom handmade western knives, antlers, furs, painting, sculptures.  I've really been into that sort of artifact genre lately so it sparked my creative interest.  Anyway, Amanda got us a GoPro for Christmas and it captured some awesome shots and video from the drive.  Once I get it all processed, I'll  be updating this post since it's rather mundane without the spectacular views which words cannot even bother to describe.