Will I ever tire of Colorado?

It’s been just over a year since I moved into my home in Louisville, Colorado, a small town that sits just east of the famed Boulder, Colorado.

I moved here after graduating college because I’d longed to live in Colorado for years. As someone who loves the outdoors, and loves to hike in particular, I knew I needed to live somewhere with endless trails, parks and open spaces. That’s why I chose the Boulder area, whose iconic Flatirons and Chautauqua Park offer easy access to hiking before and after work, with the nearby Rocky Mountain National Park and Indian Peaks Wilderness Area for longer weekend treks.

I like to tell people that I literally hike every weekend (because I do — have you seen my Instagram?). Whenever a long-time resident hears this, they tell me the novelty of the mountains and access to nature will eventually wear off. That they too were avid hikers and explorers when they first moved here, but eventually their fervor for the outdoors dwindled.

I don’t think that’s true. Their fervor didn’t diminish — they stopped opening their eyes and hearts to the wonder and beauty around them.

While at some point I’m sure I will have traversed nearly every trail within a two-hour radius of my house, I can’t imagine returning will ever get old. I will continue to seek out new discoveries and take in the tiny intricacies of plants and animals that I so often fail to see the first time. Rather than having to take in the picture all at once, I will get a chance to see it with a trained eye.

Every weekday, I drive down South Boulder Road, traveling from my home in Louisville to my office in Boulder, and the Flatirons appear before me. As I continue down the road, the expansive, snow-capped Rocky Mountains emerge to the west of the Flatirons. It’s a view, that after over a year of looking at, I’ve yet to tire of seeing. Unlike the other Colorado transplants who’ve grown complacent to the towering mountains that watch over them at all times, I still have to catch my breath when they come into view. In those moments, all I can think about is how lucky I am to live in such a beautiful part of the world.


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