So if any of you have ever driven on I-80 (that turns into I-76) west through Nebraska and into Colorado the sign that greets you at the border is "Welcome to Colorful Colorado".  Except it's hilarious because it's the least colorful part of the state and kind of brown and really boring.  

But only if you've driven it before.  If you plan on visiting us and you need to take this road it's so beautiful and scenic and the sign just doesn't do the state justice.

Anyways, one of our New Year's resolutions was to make it up to the mountains at least once a month.  Because they're mountains, we live here, and they are beautiful.  

Especially in fall.

We drove this scenic route.
We only thought we were lost for half of the drive.  And I was kind of freaking out because that's what I do best.  And it turns out this road takes you over quite a few mountains, including taking you over Independence Pass which was thankfully still open.  

After discovering we most likely weren't lost and would indeed actually make it to Aspen before the week was over we enjoyed our drive tremendously.  It was slightly cloudly yesterday but it made the yellows and oranges of the Aspen trees even more brilliant.  
Eventually I just stopped taking pictures because it was impossible to catch the gorgeous trees in front of my face and the snow capped mountains peaking out behind them.  It was a drive we never wanted to end.

Everything about it was relaxing [except for the momentary moments when we thought we maybe were driving to the Netherlands] and it was a great day-cation.  

We briefly stopped in Aspen for a bite to eat (no celebrity sightings unfortunately). I then proceeded to spend our entire checking account on a pair of shoes.  

Just joking.  But can you imagine?  

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View from our lunch table.
We decided to go back the 'easy' way and took I-70 through Glenwood Springs and back to Denver.  Still breathtaking views but we were glad we took the scenic route up.  Pretty soon it will be skiiing season and all of these sleepy towns with the hoppin'.  

Can't wait to go back!
 
 
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The view off our balcony all week. God is good.
My heart is a little heavy tonight.  

I'm breathing regular altitude air.

And I'm at my house alone with my husband. 

All of these things are great but my heart is so full when my whole family is together.

The last day of vacation was absolutely amazing.  Cale and I were the only people still crashing my parents' party and we made sure to crash it well.  The boys left early this morning to go fishing and caught some lake trout.  That brings Cale's wildlife count to a bear, a fox, some birds, deer, fish, and probably some other animals like squirrels and things.  Yes, he actually saw a bear.  When they pulled up to take a picture it ran away. 

This might be the singularly most exciting event of Cale's life since moving to Colorado.  

I'm not even kidding.
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Missed the bear but here's the fox!
My mom and I went to get coffee and then met the boys for some crepes from this local crepe place.  

They were so delicious.  Oh. my. gosh.  And what made them even more great is that my husband apparently hates crepes (?) so I got the whole thing to myself!  Actually, I was the only one super excited about eating crepes.  Which is why we waited until the last day to go.  Minimal number of family remaining.  And my mom and dad are awesome so they went with me.  And you already know how awesome my husband is so that was no question.

Plus he had been fishing all day so I could have asked for $500 shoes and he would have obliged.

Then we went out to the Dillon Reservoir.  The guys fished some more, we canoed across the reservoir (which I love), and my mom and I went rock hunting.  

It was intense.

Then we drove somewhere (I fell asleep but heard the views were gorgeous) and then went for linner (a mix between lunch and dinner) at Bubba Gump's.  My dad was talking about Bubba Gump's before we even went to Breck.  Probably because my mom is a fish smell hater so they never have it at home.  The food was delicious and it was a perfect cap to a great week.  

We're back home now (wah. wah.), 3 loads of laundry are completed, suitcases are unpacked, and we're watching the Olympics.

Some things never change.

Until next time vacation... until next time.


Vacation awesomeness still to come.. more pictures (of course) and all the delicious food we had!
 
 
The family is all here!

The weather has been absolutely gorgeous.  

And we only got stuck on the gondola for 20 minutes.

No big deal.

Off for frisbee golf, canoeing, and hopefully another coffee stop!