A Journey Back in Time

As I sat in the passenger seat of our trusty RV, the familiar hum of the engine beneath us, I couldn’t help but feel a wave of nostalgia wash over me. The open road stretched out ahead, a ribbon of possibility winding through the heart of America. My husband and I had decided to take a detour from our usual route to explore the hidden gem of Gypsum, Colorado. The promise of a two-hour horseback ride through the majestic Western Colorado Rocky Mountains was too tempting to resist.

Arriving at the Bair Ranch Rest Area, I was immediately struck by the beauty of the landscape. The Colorado River meandered lazily through Glenwood Canyon, its waters glistening in the morning sun. The air was crisp and invigorating, a perfect day for an adventure. However, as we parked our RV, I realized that the directions we had received were somewhat lacking. After a brief moment of confusion, a quick phone call to the ranch set us on the right path. With a code in hand, we opened the gate and made our way to the stables, where our fellow riders were already saddled up and ready to go.

In the Saddle

Once we were settled on our horses, any lingering frustration melted away. My horse, a gentle creature with a calm demeanor, seemed to understand my every thought. As we began our ascent, the world around us transformed into a tapestry of vibrant colors and textures. The trail led us through a natural mesa meadow, offering breathtaking views of the surrounding mountains and canyons.

The guides, seasoned and attentive, ensured that our equipment was secure and that we were comfortable in the saddle. Their knowledge of the area was evident as they pointed out various landmarks and shared stories of the land’s history. It was easy to imagine the pioneers who once traversed these same paths, their spirits echoing in the rustle of the aspen leaves.

The camaraderie among the riders was palpable, each of us sharing in the wonder of the experience. One young girl, her eyes alight with excitement, exclaimed that her horse was just like her—full of energy and eager to lead. It was a reminder of the simple joys of life, the connection between human and animal, and the beauty of the natural world.

A View to Remember

As we continued our journey, the vistas only grew more spectacular. The walls of Glenwood Canyon rose majestically around us, their rugged beauty a testament to the power of nature. The sun cast a warm glow over the landscape, highlighting the rich hues of the cedar forests and the golden grasses of the meadow.

I found myself lost in thought, reflecting on the countless road trips of my youth. The sense of freedom and adventure that comes with exploring new places, the thrill of discovery around every bend in the road. This horseback ride was a reminder of those cherished memories, a chance to reconnect with the spirit of exploration that has always been a part of me.

As we descended back to the stables, I felt a sense of peace and fulfillment. The ride had been everything I had hoped for and more—a journey through time and nature, a celebration of the open road and the wonders it holds. For anyone seeking a taste of the wild beauty of Colorado, I highly recommend this horseback ride. It’s an experience that will stay with you long after the dust has settled and the trail has faded from view.