Have you ever...

been stumped by thought and direction? I know this is retorical, but I have been this way for awhile about blogging. Realization of this has created turmoil that has hindered my creative thought process. I have decided just to begin writing, or typing, just to get the rusty wheels rolling again. I debated on just deleting my first two posts and treat it like this is my first, but I think its good to evolve...... I think that is a part of my evolution. The theme of my blog is fairly clear by the title and content, but I will add different direction from time to time.
I am blessed to have the fortune of travel in a limited fashion. I hope to help your minds eye see some of these journeys.

Ouray day 1

It seems forgotten things are trivial in comparison to the extreme beauty we encountered on our journey. Ouray greeted us with weather, the likes we have not had in our arid Arizona climate. A welcome sight to see raindrops dancing off the window, amidst the heavy clouds that seemed to get stuck at mountain tops.

We met up with some fellow Arizonians to explore a trail called Yankee Boy Basin. Compared to the trails we frequent in Arizona, these are not as difficult, but provide a different brand of beauty then we are accustom. Because of the extreme amount of snow that fell this previous winter, the very top of Yankee Boy was snowed over. We did manage to get to a point in which we could go no further . This area is known for its wildflowers. They were not in full bloom quite yet because of the heavy snow. You cannot possibly take in all of the beauty that surrounds you...immersing yourself helps.

We returned to the hotel to mingle with other summiteers that arrived early.
Re-acquainting with friends, made last year.

What have I forgotten ??

There is always something. Ouray, Colorado is our Destination. A gathering of FJ brethren from all parts of the US and Canada. There will be trails to run, people to meet. Acquaintances, from year past, to reunite with. Food and drink are shared along with a chili cook-off. I imagine there will be an interesting spin on the focal food, since all regions will be represented.

Ouray is proudly known as the Switzerland of America.

I really don't know what I have forgotten, We will be leaving early am tomorrow. Some say the journey is as important as the destination. It seems the journey starts before the drive .