Dear Colorado, You have competition for my heart now. Love, me
It’s no secret that I love Colorado. That being said, I just spent a week in Park City, Utah and now I have to say Colorado you’ve got competition. The air is clean. The people are just as nice, if not nicer. The mountains are just as magnificent. While they may not be as high as the Rockies or the San Juans, the Wasatch are drop dead gorgeous. I was truly blown away by how well the trails were marked. There even appears to be a nice balance of use between the hikers and bikers. Oh yeah, and Utah has Aspens too! All of this with the added bonus of not having legalized pot.
We managed to log well into the double digits hiking during the week we were in Park City. That doesn’t even count the time at #ECSUT. The more miles covered the more I fell in love with it. While hiking Donut Falls, a well loved easy trail (and apparently on the weekends crowded, according to AllTrails) we happened to come across a group of 1st and 2nd graders. Their teachers were using the trail to talk to them about erosion, the power of water, what a watershed is (and why it’s important), among other topics. This is how kids learn! This is how kids learn about the environment, why it’s important, why it needs protecting. With the added bonus of them getting exercise by not being cooped up in a classroom.
Every single person, regardless of age, was super friendly. From the young to old, hikers, bikers, dog people, non-dog people, everyone was exceptional respectful and friendly. There was little to no trash on the trails what what little there was you could tell was dropped by accident vice left on purpose.
I think the funniest group that we ran into the trail was this group of three middle-aged men out on mountain bikes. I was busting the chops of my hiking companions regarding their lack of having seen the Dark Crystal as we came around a switchback. The guys were hanging out there taking a break. They heard my comment regarding Dark Crystal and immediately jumped into the conversation. We bantered back and forth for a little bit about the movie where they used the term skeksis in place of sexy (poor Jim Hensen is probably rolling over in his grave). They then asked us where we lived. When we said the DC region they almost all fell over. “Really?? I thought you were local yokals.” I guess it’s not normal to find non-locals that far up the mountain.
All I can say is Colorado, you’ve definitely got competition for my heart.