Happy Thanksgiving

Traditions are a link to the past but more importantly they represent a love of the moment and hope for the future - at no other point during the year are the reflections of time so common as during the months of November and December.

As a child I used to look forward to A Charlie Brown Christmas this time of year and the tradition continues except I'm now 47 and it takes a little more than the Peanuts gang to ring in the holidays, although there is nothing like sipping on a glass of wine or cocoa by the fireplace with your favorite someone, snow flakes drifting outside the window as the sounds of Vince Guaraldi fill the air.

For the past three years I have managed another tradition of my own on Thanksgiving - snowshoeing among the towering pines and champagne powder of the Rocky Mountains of Colorado.  This year I traveled, thankfully, a short distance to the Indian Peaks Wilderness near Ward Colorado for a little spark and sparkle.

Snow flurries and partly cloudy skies illuminated the trails with a twinkle of silver and gold as the dry powder crunched beneath my feet, only the tender footsteps of the Sea could complete this scene.

Click here for the trail profile and for a little taste of the Colorado winter, click here for a short video on the trail.

Happy Thanksgiving everyone!

Dirt Life