I’m currently in the midst of yet another road trip. This time, my final destination is California. At the moment, I’m somewhere in Arizona. To make this easier, I’m going to segue from my previous trip to this current trip in a single post. My previous trip ended in Colorado, and this trip began in Colorado. I don’t really feel the need to reminisce on time spent in Nebraska, as driving through that state already threatens my sanity on a regular basis.

Anyway, my brother recently moved to Fort Collins. He grew up at a mountaineering camp near Estes Park, so he’s pretty attached to that area of Colorado. Luckily, I now have a place to crash when I’m out that way.

A few photos of Horsetooth Reservoir in the Fort Collins area:

After this trip to Fort Collins, we drove to the mountains during a much needed snowstorm. We skied Loveland and après-skied in Vail. We also came very close to sleeping in our car, which seemed like a solid idea after a few rounds of Rumplemintz. In retrospect, it was probably a very squishy idea. While I do like traveling, I don’t think I want to become a car-living vagrant. I quite like hotels; I am in one now. So, yeah, there was no overnight car-inhabiting in Vail, but it’s probably just a matter of time. I actually just typed that sentence and shook my head in disgust at my lack of disgust at the thought of living in my vehicle. There is something wrong with me.

Vail:

I’m not finished with Colorado, but after another post or two, we’ll be heading to Taos, New Mexico, where I continued to not sleep in my car. Instead, I stayed in an awesome condo overlooking the slopes. It’s been a great few days.

After Montana, my brother and I packed up the car and took off for Colorado. He decided to move to Fort Collins a short while ago, and since I consider myself an expert car inhabiter, I came along to help him figure out his new living arrangements. The drive took us down through middle-of-nowhere land and the Wind River area of Wyoming:

On New Year’s Eve, we attended an après-ski party overlooking the main lodge before getting ready for the night’s big festivities. This party concluded with the burning of the owner’s Christmas trees: