Yep, I've been "Out of the Office", for two reasons really. First, we went on vacation with my family in Colorado. We have been going to Colorado just about every summer since I was 7 years old. Some of my favorite childhood memories are from Colorado. I still hope someday that I can call the mountains my home.
It was so much fun having the girls there to share some of our favorite Colorado adventures with. Grandma Nancy and Grandpa Keith loved having them around as well. There are lots of photos, I just couldn't choose so I included many. Enjoy!
Jason and I drove to Limon on Friday night and rendevued with my parents, Aimee, Michael and Lilly in Colorado Springs the next day for a late lunch at the Phantom Canyon Brewing Company. While we waited for them, we checked out the Garden of the Gods and Historic Manitou Springs. We both decided there were too many people in those places and wanted to get to our "mountain" where we knew it would be much more secluded.
Ummm, Jason...she's not quite ready to go on any hikes yet. You are going to have to carry her.
Mommy ane Lesley both sporting their shades. (Lesley, where is your hat? Your head will get sunburnt!)
One day after we got settled into the house, we headed to the west side of the mountains, over Monarch Pass to find the road/trail leading to the Alpine Tunnel. The tunnel was used as a railroad pass from about 1880 to 1910. The ride up to the tunnel is very gradual as the slope needed to allow for trains to maintain their speeds. In some places, there is only enough room for one vehicle with a BIG drop off the side of the mountains. That's why I like the 4-wheelers, you get more distance from the edge. The tunnel was caved in abot 20 years ago as it was becoming dangerous for people to explore. There are still remmants of the telegraph building, engine shop, boarding house, etc. On any given day between 250-300 people were working on the tunnel in order to build it and I believe it took 18 months to complete. Very interesting!
The place where the tunnel used to be is behind us. It was cold and rainy up there.
On our way down from the tunnel, Aimee wanted to try and take a trail called the Quartz creek path. Well, we all started, but soon my dad decided he needed to turn around. The road was too much for the jeep to handle. He was bummed, but after we met up with him on the 4-wheelers at the end, we had to tell him turning around would have been the only option down the mountain. There was a fallen tree across the path, a beaver pond in the middle of the road, and a place where we had to push over a tree so the 4-wheelers would fit. The girls who were fastened tightly in the back seat of the jeep thought the higher road was best too. My mom called them "bobbleheads" for part of the trip, we had to either hold their heads or put blankets around them. Actually though, they took their best naps while in the back of the jeep on the bumpy roads.
This is about where the jeep turned around. The trail only got worse.

Mike riding through the creek to get off the trail. This was after we had to divert a beaver pond and many, many cuss words were said by myself and Aimee. Boy scout thinking came into place. Aimee and I came up with all sorts of tactics on what to do. We had already gone about 45 minutes down the road, both 4-wheelers were running out of gas, and it was getting late in the day. Aimee waded out into the pond to see out deep it was and soon we realized that there were other 4-wheelers on the other side of the pond so we knew there was a way out (and hopefully some extra gas if needed). We turned around, found a different path, pushed some trees over, and drove through a messy creek to get to the other side. We even managed to get some extra gas to get us the remaining 7 miles down the mountain to the truck and trailor. Whew! That was a close one. My dad plans to go back next year and take the trail on the 4-wheeler since the jeep couldn't make it. He also purchased an ATV trails guidebook and we noticed that trail wasn't even in the book - so it must have been worse than the easy, moderate, and difficult trails included. Note for dad - take an extra gas can next year!

No Lesley, you can't ride the 4-wheeler this year - especially not with your father. He is a daredevil on that thing! Next year, Grandpa Keith is thinking about taking a mule - Kawasaki's 4 wheel drive utility vehicle. Maybe the girls can get strapped into that.

All buckled in and ready to go up the mountain!

Dad's fish at North Fork Resevoir. Fishing wasn't so great this year, just like every other year.
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If you look closely at this photo, you can see the outline of a sleeping Indian in the rocks above us. Growing up, this was always our favorite place in Colorado - Sleeping Indian Mountain is what we called it. We ended up walking all the way around the resevoir and stopped in a few places to let my dad, Aimee, and Mike do some fishing. Jason, my mom, and I juggled the girls and kept them happy. Lesley wasn't so sure about "nature" at first, but we soon convinced her it was neat and by the end of the week, all she wanted to do was be outside with the trees and wildlife.

"Grandpa and Grandma, you guys get in the back of the jeep. We can handle navigating down the mountain."

Jason and I got the better ride of the week - the 4 wheeler that didn't run out of gas. :)

Aimee showing Miss Lilly the ins and outs of fishing. Maybe Lilly should consider learning from someone else though, Aimee didn't actually catch any fish.

Such a happy family!

Mom & Dad - as we were driving home, Jason commented on how much my parents seem to enjoy being grandparents. We both agreed that they are very good at it too. The girls love being with their Grandma Nancy and Grandpa Keith, and we know they will get into plenty of trouble with them.

Dad showing the girls a replica of the "beast" he shot last fall. They were not nearly as impressed as he hoped they'd be.

My mom taught Lesley how to give kisses and hugs back in early June when she stayed with us during the Challenge Walk. Now, Lesley only gives kisses to Grandma Nancy and Mommy. They are open mouth, slobbery kind, but still super cute and sweet.
Here are several shots taken at the Dixon house. We are thankful to the Long family and their lawnmower distributorship for letting us stay for so many years. It's wonderful to have a place to really call home for the week.

The girls took turns taking baths in the sink this week. Lilly really enjoyed bathtime as you can see above - so relaxed!

Lesley loved playing with Lilly - she wanted to touch her all the time. Lilly just smiled at Lesley a lot. It was fun that the girls actually notice each other now.

Jason and I watched both girls one morning when Aimee and Mike took my parents to Marshall Pass for their hiking trip. Luckily, Lesley slept late and shortly after she woke up, Lilly was ready for a nap. Having twins would be a piece of cake, right? I'm sure that's not true, we just got lucky.

Grandma was reading the girls a book before bedtime. Notice that Lilly is wearing blue - we called her Lyle when she wore those pj's. Aimee says they were a gift, had cute animals on them, and had a zipper up the front which we've learned is key in the middle of the night, so she kept them and will have to explain how Lilly got her nickname later in life.
The peak in the middle is Mount Shavano and probably holds the most memories for me. You can see Mount Shavano from the house we stay at and it was the first 14,000 foot mountain we climbed as a family. Someday I hope Lesley has the chance to climb the mountain and experience nature in such a unique and challenging way. But, I'm also hoping that her Uncle Andy will escort her to the top as I'm not sure my body would be up for the challenge any longer. That's one of those things I've already checked off my to-do list and at this point don't have much desire to attempt that again.
So, that was our vacation. The car ride back was by far our least favorite part. We were tired and Lesley was cranky. I don't blame her, that was a lot time spent in the carseat. All in all, it was a great week and we hope to do it again next year!
The second reason I am "Out of the Office" is because I'm off work for the next 5 weeks to finish my maternity leave. The next five weeks is what has gotten me through the summer, knowing I'd get to spent the time with Lesley before she starts daycare and while she's a little older and more enjoyable. Jason thinks next time we have a baby, I should go back to work the next day and take my maternity leave when the baby is 5-6 months old. Good idea, right? Well, I am thankful for the time I had off earlier when parenthood was so new to me, and I'm super thankful for the next 5 weeks.