It’s a slow and steady incline, but the top reveals a picture-perfect view of the jagged but smooth Flatirons that define Boulder’s landscape. Tall trees made up of delicious-smelling delicate needles watch over the trail, following it closely as it narrows into an entrance to a magical dense forest where every crunch of the ground beneath our feet and every song from a bird reverberates in nature’s otherworldly beauty. Patches of misty sky and streaks of sleepy sunlight look in on us through breaks in the trees as our feet carry us along the rocky path. As we near the exit to the forest, the smell of fresh snow in the distance and the cold mountain wind wakes our senses. The trees once again give us our space and the rocky trail smooths itself out and the spell of the mountain magic is broken—until next time.
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