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i so enjoyed spending my morning hiking up to the top of Aspen Mountain by way of the Ute Trail. No easy feat with over 3,000 vertical feet and about 4 miles long. the wildflowers are starting to pop! Ended the hike with @newbelgium fat tire and a well-deserved gondola ride to the base. happy fourth of july! (at Aspen, Colorado)

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super excited to be floating the (pretty chill) ruby horsethief canyon section of the colorado river this weekend! it's a 25 mile stretch of the river with amazing campsites. it will be my first time on a river with my stand up paddleboard (with gear strapped to it)....should be interesting :) (at Loma, Colorado)

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paddleboarding at dusk always ends well ❤️ (at Harvey Gap State Park)

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love these views from the boy scout trail just above #glenwoodsprings! good cardio workout to get to the top, but go early to beat the unrelenting sun (and heat!) (at Glenwood Springs, Colorado)

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#tuesdaycruiseday. love paddleboarding around Harvey Gap State Park after work. (at Harvey Gap State Park)

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everyone's getting excited for wildflower season (which i am, too) but i can't stop thinking that mushroom hunting season will be here soon! i love wandering aimlessly around the forest waiting for some amazing fungi to jump out at me. check my link in bio for some tips on preparing yourself as a beginner mushroom hunter! it's a tricky hobby, to say the least. (at Colorado)

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everyone's getting excited for wildflower season (which i am, too) but it's also making me think about mushroom hunting! i absolutely love wandering around the forest trying to find some amazing fungi to admire. check the link in my bio for some ways to prepare yourself as a beginner mushroom hunter. (at Colorado)

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9 tips for beginner mushroom hunters

9 tips for beginner mushroom hunters #ColoradoLive #mountainliving

With the increasing popularity of the maker and local foods movements, mushroom hunting (and foraging in general) have come into the spotlight. Everyone from small business entrepreneursto hobbyists can not only find amazing herbs, vegetables, and fungi right in our backyards, but also better understand where we live while being a steward of the earth. Yet, many ambitious folks set out without a…

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walking at dusk amongst the wild sage is one of my favorite pastimes. so fragrant and gorgeous views all around! #rimby #westslopebestslope #coloradolive #realwesternadventure (at Rifle, Colorado)

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best way to end the work day? head to the trails! (at Rifle, Colorado)

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the #ColoradoNationalMonument was looking spectacular last night. i love when i get to take visitors from out of town around and show them the sights. seeing these places through their eyes really reminds me to always appreciate where i live and not take it for granted. Colorado is gorgeous! #coloradolive #westslopebestslope (at Colorado National Monument)

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[su_dropcap style=”simple” size=”2″]I[/su_dropcap] have become like everyone else, snapping photos left and right with my handy iPhone or DSLR. It’s just so easy. Didn’t take a good shot? Take 10 extras to make sure. Your only limit is the space on your memory card or hard drive! While there really are so many positives to how accessible the world of photography has become, I think that, personally, this has become detrimental to the quality of my photos.

I dug out my heavy, reliable Canon AE-1 last month and popped a roll of Ilford HP5+ black & white film in for kicks. Yes, I had to watch a few youtube videos to jog my memory on how to shoot manual and be mindful of the exposure triangle. What did I remember? It’s hard. It takes patience. I was pining for my beloved Canon T2i aperture priority mode that I almost always shoot in. It’s a crutch. Really, are the photos I’m taking on my DSLR that great? More often than not, I’m underwhelmed by my photos and feel I haven’t really challenged myself of improved in the past few years. I could blame the camera (as I often do: it’s old, small sensor, blah blah blah), but really, it’s user error. User inexperience.

Oh, how I missed this. The solid thunk of the shutter and winding to advance to the next frame was satisfying nostalgia. The slow, arduous process of deciding the depth of field, shutter speed, and composition was a fresh challenge I had become overly reliant on my digital cameras to accomplish. The hardest part of all this for me? Manual focusing. I know time and practice will help, but it still feels like that perfect, crisp shot is always out of my reach, especially when the subject is moving or unpredictable. Things are always just a hair off. I try focusing on the eyes of a subject and their nose turns out sharp.

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But in the end? There’s something a bit magical about not having a clue if your pictures will come out properly exposed and waiting to see if your effort was all in vain. I didn’t even know if the camera was mechanically sound and functioning since it’s been sitting in a case for the past 10 years. Having a couple of weeks to completely forget about what it was that I shot on film while it’s sent away for processing helps me bring a fresh, critical perspective. The sending away of film is a necessary (emotional and mental) disconnect.

I’m starting to be mindful of my pictures. They’re not just snapshots. What am I trying to capture? Is it a feeling that I’m having about the setting or the way the light is hitting an object? Taking a breath, reflecting on the moment through the viewfinder, and resisting the urge to be trigger-happy is helping my photography move forward.

    Film's Not Dead: slowing down to take better photos #filmphotography I have become like everyone else, snapping photos left and right with my handy iPhone or DSLR.

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I’m generally not what you might call an adrenaline junkie. Thrill seeker. Wanton risk-taker. I’m a cautious, take-it-easy, constantly flooded with trepidation and anxiety-type of adult. I’ve accepted this. Becoming a mountain biker never really seemed to fit into my couch-loving, feet on the ground, research-the-hell-out-of-everything-before-doing-it worldview.

The New York Times, in their ever-present wisdom, provided me with plenty good reasons to keep trying new things (especially crucial now that I have hit the big 3-0). Studies suggest that challenging and expanding our motor skills associated with a new sport can strengthen the brain! Unfortunately, the sports I tend to choose often require a good deal of falling and/or breaking of one’s body. Like skiing, ice hockey, and now…mountain biking.

Last April, I finally caved to years of peer pressure (mainly from my sister). Since moving to Western Colorado, my general perception is that everyone is a fearless mountain biker. Shreddin’ and droppin’ and rippin’ and hurlin’ their bodies through the air. I have now joined this clan of crazies by purchasing a mountain bike. Mind you, it’s a pretty bottom-rung, basic hardtail (read: no rear suspension) mountain bike, but I love it. It’s perfectly fitting for a person who has no idea what they’re doing.

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Much of the month of April was spent making attempts at learning how my mountain bike works and what it (and I) are capable of. My first rides could barely be called such. They mainly involved hiking my bike and being doubled over attempting to catch my breath. This is fun, right?

I’ve taken to riding some of the interesting and tricky, slightly technical trails in the Hubbard Mesa area during less busy times of the day since there are lots of people shooting in not so safe places (i.e. across trails). It’s exciting to ride the same trails over and over again because I can see so much improvement in my bravery, skills, and aggressiveness. There are rock gardens I was previously walking through that I now slowly roll over (not quite up to the shreddin’ status. Yet.)

Mountain Biking Near Rifle

Hubbard Mesa has been a fantastic place to get some basics of mountain biking down just five minutes from our house. Lots of doubletrack dirt roads to start and gain confidence and then miles of both challenging and flowy singletrack. Finding the best trails are tricky mainly due to some of them being “illegal.” Best place to start is by doing some homework on mtbproject.com. If possible, find some locals to show you the ropes and take you on a grand adventure. Most important, be extra aware of where people are riding ATVs and dirt bikes, as well as listen for shooting. The majority of people are responsible shooters and use safe backstops, but there are a few folks that do shoot across some of the trails. Take precaution and a buddy!

Mountain Bike Skills Camps

In May and June, I was fortunate to attend a couple of skills clinics to help push my boundaries a bit (since of course, I wasn’t going to do that on my own). The biggest benefit of the beginner skills clinic I attended during the Fruita Fat Tire Festival was gaining confidence and learning what my bike (and my body) were capable of. In my mind, rolling my bike over a 7″ curb didn’t really seem possible. I have to pop my wheel over that, right? No. Bikes are pretty resilient and able to roll over more than you would expect. It’s just my overthinking brain that’s holding me back from doing it. I’ve started to push myself a little more each time I’m out on the trail and taking on technical parts that I would have previously bailed or walked. My rides still consist of a hefty amount of hiking, but that’s ok. I figure I’ll will be that way for awhile as I learn how to handle new situations (no, I will not drop off that 2 foot boulder and careen down that 13% grade hill. Nope.)

I’m kind of amazed at the crazy things I did this weekend in a gorgeous place surrounded by badass ladies. I’ve only been a casual, xc mountain biker for 3 months and I decided to go to the @vidamtbseries clinic at @trestlebikepark in #WinterPark this weekend. I hurtled my hardtail down the mountain multiple times and survived! Thanks to @ktbranham for snapping some shots and being an amazing and supportive instructor! I learned so much and I can’t wait to shred the trails here in Rifle, Colorado…after I recover.

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Fear is a funny, movable thing. All of my preconceived notions of crazy mountain bikers flinging their bodies down a mountain and taking on big drops have slowly subsided. It’s all relative. I’m doing what I once thought improbable and uncharacteristic of myself. I’m lucky to have a go-to riding partner that is supportive and gets just as yelly as I do when those pesky tree limbs jump out at you on the trail.

My advice? Just go do it. Find people to ride with that are better than you (but not TOO good) and have fun. You’re going to fall. Accept the inevitable, there’s going to be a fair bit of pain involved. I still get nervous before I go ride. But on those evenings after a long day of work when the weather is perfect, the views are unlimited, and you’re with good company? You can’t beat that.

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  My first season as a terrified mountain biker I’m generally not what you might call an adrenaline junkie. Thrill seeker. Wanton risk-taker. I’m a cautious, take-it-easy, constantly flooded with trepidation and anxiety-type of adult.

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missing those #Utah desert campfires. come back, summer! (at Kanab, Utah)

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love the desert in springtime. (at Hubbard Mesa)

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views for days ❤️ #realwesternadventure (at Rifle, Colorado)

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the weekend is so close! no camping this weekend, so I'll just have to settle for some mountain biking 😝 (at San Rafael Swell)