Do ‘‘things’’ make me happy?
I'm looking forward to getting up into the mountains, hopefully sometime next week, even though boondocking in the mountains is challenging this time of year due to the high volume of visitors, both out-of-state and local.
Most states only have to deal with out-of-state visitors visiting for the Summer holidays. However, places with mountains, such as Colorado, not only attract out-of-state visitors but also draw residents of Colorado who come to the mountains for their summer vacations. So it's a double whammy trying to find places in the mountains that aren’t crowded during the prime Summer months.
And that's one of the reasons I enjoy Fall so much, not only is Colorado beautiful in the Fall but most of the people that are visiting the mountains are people from in the State coming to the mountains to see the leaves, but thats mostly on weekends, which gives me plenty of time and opportunity to enjoy the mountains without the crowds.
Of course, I can go to my property near the 11-mile reservoir. I can boondock there for a week or more and never even see another person. However, many of the reasons I enjoyed being out there are no longer things I do, so the only reason I go there now is just to be there.
I used to enjoy shooting at the shooting range I built on my property, but my gun hobby is all but over, so shooting no longer interests me as much as it used to.
I enjoyed riding my dirt bike up and down the hills and through the arroyos, but my fear of falling off the motorcycle and breaking my geezerly bones started worrying me, so I no longer ride a motorcycle.
I really enjoyed walking up and down the mountains around my property, but there again, old age crept up on me when I wasn't looking and put the fear of stumbling and falling off a cliff in my mind, so when it comes to walking, I'm mostly a flatlander.
That leaves me with nothing to enjoy except the beauty of the land. The hills and mountains sculpted by nature, the scent of the pine forest, and the beautiful sunsets as the dying sun sinks below the distant mountains. And possibly that's all I need it to be, I've done the other things, and maybe it no longer takes "things" to make me happy.
Theboondork
Bass Pro Shop has more bows and other archery equipment than you can shake a stick at.
This used to be considered one of the biggest casinos in Cripple Creek
The Chamonix, the largest casino in Cripple Creek, begins before the red awning on the left and continues to the far end of the blue awnings in the middle of the picture.