By far, our favorite aspect of the trip was the river. It's soft gurgling or the careening streams, stilled the air with a quiet calmness we had yet to discover. We took our chances on the Arkansas River rafting with only a guide and paddles in our hands. The rush of danger filled our bones and gave excitement to our eyes. No matter where we found ourselves, some body of water was found or heard or being played on. The kayaker below, showed off a few moves for us as we once again watched from the side of the road.
One cool thing we found on our stay was that the creative soul lives within anyone who calls the "Rockies" home. The following pictures are two of my favorite pieces of art that we came across. The first being the front yard of a Preschool. Above ground planters teeming with life and a welded toy-shaped heart placed amongst it. The second picture is of a living room setting made of ceramic tiles and iron. We found this sitting next to what else-the river.
Once our trip was completed and our adventurers spirit was exhausted, we left the winding mountain roads of Colorado, cool wooded forest, the laid back way of life, for the flat plains of Nebraska, the deep Midwestern good life, and-our home.
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