Horsetooth Rock, CO
After three-and-half months of starting my intensive MBA studies at Western Governors University, I was on class #11, the final Capstone class. An end was in sight. The day was a weekend—Saturday—and a classically beautiful Coloradoan day in February with mild temperatures and no snow. Moreover, there were no more NFL playoffs and it was a special day—Valentine’s. So Maureen and I went for a hike to an icon of Fort Collins: Horsetooth Rock.
Apparently, other folks had similar ideas because when we got to the trailhead at around 11:00 a.m., the entire parking lot was full and the rangers were directing cars to turn around and park elsewhere or, preferably, go hike somewhere else. So I called up my friend Dana—wife of my buddy Nick—and asked if we could park at her house off three-quarters of a mile away. No problem, she said.
We took our time, enjoying the day and taking quite a few photos. Below are a few of them. Happily, after we came back down and were back in the parking lot, we saw a familiar face: Nick. He was going for a run. It was a day for everyone, it seemed, to go outside and spend some time with nature and/or a special someone.
