It feels like fall, the mornings are getting colder, the town is slowing down, and the wildflowers are dissipating. Nonetheless, summer's adventures had us stoked all season long, even if it was only about two-and-a-half months.
We rode horses, shredded singletrack, skied corny snow, rummaged around Elk Ave, danced the night away at IBAR Ranch, hiked the high country, stayed up late, played with the pups, and believe it or not, worked...A LOT.
Travis snuck out every so often to train his horses and help a local ranching family, the Allens, wrangle in their herd. Lisa's highlights were riding downhill on the mountain, her new Synergy classes, and sneaking out to the Arts Festival when she could last weekend. Sue rallied the crew to hike Aspen to Crested Butte for her birthday, was in a hiking club, and read a lot of books. I got to ski in July for the first time in two years, coached DEVO and gO girls mountain biking, and had some good solo hikes with Bug the dog.
It was short and sweet, but you learn after the years to wake up early to adventure, work during the day, and stay up late to adventure or join in on some summer beverages. Life is good in the Butte and summer meets expectations year after year.