THE PERFECT STORM
THE PERFECT STORM, GLENWOOD SPRINGS.CO
I´ve left Golden.Co, with any gold with me indeed, but i did with all my looks towards the high mountains, i´ve left saying goodbye to Sharon´s and Charles that hosted me like one more in the familly, i said goodbye to Lee, that gaved me the chance to rock climb again,(well basically scratching the rock after all this time with out climbing), but i also said goodbye to those that often are behind the curtains, and take care of the Halima´s health, and they do with all their passion, and again i should say thank you so much to Koos from Bike-Tech in Barcelona to build Halima´s like it´s and he deserves much more than grateful words.
And with the Aspen trees, and their wonderful colours, trembling with the wind that at the same time they loose all their leaves leaving a wonderful colour carpet on the grownd, down there where the dark evergreen forest looks like a huge “ocean”.
I keept going up remembering where Buffalo Bill rest in peace close to the sky,I went next to Clear Creek listening it,s clean waters singing a lovelly melody, always looking up to the Rocky Mountains, that look like they defy the sky, and at the same time they starting to wear their snow white clothes, one silence, just a wonderful image this ones that many artist one day want to paint or photograf, or maybe some silly ones like my try to climb with a 160 pounds bicycle!.
And this is how i keept climbing, listening my own breath, then i have passed near a heard of buffalo´s, i´ve stoped and realised how happy they were, and with teir wonderful appearance that helped me for a while to forget the difficulties of the journey, i´ve left again with my dreams that came right behind the high mountains riding a lovelly white cloud.
Just keept going up and up till Idaho Springs, land of golden mines and lovelly tales, like those in Georgetown, that during the 1860, so many people came looking for gold!!they never found, but they did found Silver!! and this is why this toen is called today´s, The Silver Queen of the Rocky Mountains, but for me the discovering was, having the chance to share my project with the students of the Georgetown school, and through their eyes realising that they can see this other world that we all so often forget, thanks to all of you just kids to make me feel that i am on my right way.
But this today´s seams to far for me, so many things happend in my life, and before getting there Joy, stopped me on the road and asked me, do you want to sleep in a bed tognight, it´s gonna be very cold?, obiouslly i said yes,but the price of this bed was a long 2 miles bloody hill that almost blowed up my knees,but i was the right desition, becouse Joy´s and hes husband Buzz´s, made me find again a good reason for keeping that believe on wonderful people´s like them, and putting me on the right path.
But thinking of the high passes, so close to the clouds, i´ve left my thoughts fly troughout the impenetrable darknness, the spirit of the night came and melted into the dark obscurity.
The next morning, my eyes couln´t believe what they saw, it was snowing like all the snow should fall in one go, oh man! i thought that i wont be able to cross the mountains anymore, but this day i could talk to Carol´s and she gaved me again this energy that we all need to believe, so after this i have realised that this was the PERFECT STORM.
Next day was very cold but sunny, and i have decided to go, to live again among the open espaces and free of any border and finally climb and climb again towards the Loveland Pass, 11.990 feet,lets say one of the big difficulties, but up there i was so close to the sky, that i almost could touch my dreams,i have stoped to rest and revive some moments of my life, the ones when we travel we often only see one part of it, sometimes the less interesting ones, becouse we still not ready of seeing further ahead, till the origin of other world, other cultures, and we just ending up staying with what our imagination decide.
During my way down, i had the chance to forget the cold sharing all this beauty with all of those that i love and help me to keep going, all this into my memory indeed, becouse the limits of the memory so many time are the confines of the history, and i say this becouse for me the history it´s just that we can really remember.
The next day , another high pass, the Vail pass, 11.300 (not sure how high), but this ones i have passed it at that moment of the day when the sun warms you up and allows you to breath, basically allows you to live, that night i couldn´t sleep at all, it was so cold, dark clouds hang thick and with out mouving, and the only way or track i could see was full of silence and cold, i couldn´t sleep yet!, so i´ve went out of the tent, lean against on tree empty of leaves, and i´ve looked at the sky, i could see lovely crystal´s that shiny the dark night…
THE PERFECT STORM!!
HOW SMALL ARE MY HANDS ACCORDING ALL LIFE WANTED TO GIVE TO ME!
HEALTH AND GOOD JOURNEY, NANDO.