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It feels like ages since I’ve been able to put up a decent post on this blog. It’s been well over a month now since I was even able to post any photos to the web. But the good news is that our satellite internet service was installed on Thursday and we’re back online. To show all you readers how important you are, you get to see the first pictures posted online since we moved to Colorado.

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Here are three photos taken around our house. We live in an amazing place known as Poudre Canyon. Poudre Canyon follows the Cache La Poudre river for many miles out of the Rocky Mountains and out to Fort Collins. The name is French, and it means “hiding place of the powder”, so named because during the 1800’s French trappers used the canyon to hide their gunpowder after getting trapped by a snowstorm. Today there are a few hundred people who live along the river. While it’s currently frozen over (more pictures of that to come), during the spring and summer the river is a big destination for white water rafters and is said to be world class fly fishing waters.

The picture you see here at left is the view looking down at the river and road from our deck. This is the amazing view I get to look at every morning while I eat my corn flakes before heading to work. Speaking of heading to work, our driveway is 1/2 miles long down to that road. It’s the steepest drive I’ve ever seen, and after it snows it turns to ice. In my truck I typically just slide all the way to the bottom. It’s really a semi-controlled slide more than a drive really. My wife lost control on the driveway a few weeks back and will no longer leave the house after it snows until the driveway clears. It’s fun…

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Here’s the house. Two main levels with a finished basement. Is it me, or does it look like the guy who built this place spent a really long time playing with Lincoln Logs when he was a kid? You can’t really tell from this distance, but most of those logs are two feet or more in diameter. Some are three feet. Those logs are huge!

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And despite the hardships of living up here, this is what makes it all worth while. Even though I have to get out on the tractor and plow the driveway for an hour every time it snows, we can throw on our jackets and snow boots and walk out the front door for a wilderness hike any time we want. Here’s me and my boy a few nights ago after work. It was a lovely warm day so we thought we’d take a little hike. Wouldn’t you hit the woods if it was 25 degrees outside? I learned something on that hike: a 30 pound toddler on your back and the thin air at altitude don’t mix so well. I guess it’s time to get in shape.

More to come…I’m off to take a little hike now.