We took off about 9:30AM to Glenwood Springs for a rafting trip. Had a good conversation with Simon from the UK. It is amazing how America is perceived in other countries. The arrogance of our marketing (not government, but business) is amazing when seen from an international viewpoint.
Anyway, we had a picnic lunch in Glenwood Springs. Beautiful town, oriented towards presenting the best of the Rockies. A few of the fires earlier in this decade completely changed the landscape. A large mountain by the whitewater rafting complex used to be covered in aspens. When the fires came through, it burned the mountain in stripes, killing the interconnected root systems of the aspens. Lines of dead aspens are interspersed with slumps from mudslides where the fire destroyed all ground cover and the root systems. Odd-looking.
Great 15-mile trip down the river. The Colorado has a lot of drop at this elevation and moves quickly. What they call an “eddy” we would call a waterfall.
Matthew sat on the prow of the boat for most of the trip and spent a a lot of time with one hand in the air yelling like crazy. The trip leader called it riding the bull. Waves 5-6 feet high would crash over the boat in some rapids. A lot of foam. The adults in the boat were paddling like crazy while the kids had fun.
A little sunburned and tired. We washed clothes, I drank wine, and Matthew spent the evening playing with the dogs, chickens, donkeys, and horses around the ranch. The next morning came early.
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