Just looking at the photos I took has actually caused me to long for another getaway. In the meantime, I will take some refreshment and joy by remembering the beauty we saw as we traveled to some beautiful parts of Colorado.
The Fourth of July is never my favorite time to be on the road. In fact, I prefer to stay home that weekend or get to my destination before the holiday begins. Unfortunately, this year, our decision to take a small road trip during the holiday was a last minute decision I insisted on before we faced my husband's surgery.
Thankfully, we found great accommodations in Glenwood Springs despite it being a holiday weekend. We did not plan on spending time in the pool during the heat of the day on the Fourth of July, and we didn't want to go in and out of tourist shops in town. Jim wanted to go over to a small town near Glenwood Springs called Carbondale, Colorado because he found that was where the nearest dog park was located. It had been a long time since I had been to Carbondale, so I was up for the 13 mile drive to find a dog park.
We had even thought of driving on into Aspen for the day. Aspen is only about an hour from Glenwood and just about an additional 30 miles from Carbondale. While the prospects of going to Aspen for the day were intriguing, I didn't really want to be limited to where we could go while we were there because we had the dog with us. So, as we drove towards Carbondale, I pulled out the map and suggested we go to Marble, Colorado. Jim immediately and incredulously responded with, "No, are you kidding?" You see there is a story behind this response. One that will take another blog post. It involves a wild ride I once wanted to take him on over Schofield Pass. Google Schofield Pass images for a reason why he did not want to go to Marble with me. I guess he doesn't trust me. I assured him that I had a different route to Marble in mind for this trip, so he agreed to take my word for it that he would like my plan.
I'd forgotten how beautiful the drive between Glenwood and Carbondale was. As Mt. Sopris came into view, I asked him to pull over so I could photograph this beautiful mountain. As you can see, my selection of spots in which to take a photo was not the best, note the telephone wires, but you get the idea of how beautiful the area is.
Naturally, many sculptors live in this area.
The sizes and shapes of the white marble against the blue of the mountains and the green of trees and grasses is a delight to the eye.