I'm almost home, back to VA I mean. I'm in Tennesse and the Appalacian Mountains have peaked out of the horizon, amost greating me. "Never go back to the west coast, we missed you! Stay on the east coast from now on!" That's what I think they're saying to me.
Colorado was beautiful. I have never seen mountains that huge before, it was overwhelming. I felt a lot of things when I looked at the mountains:
I felt safe, protected. Whenever I looked outside I could see these gigantic peaks everywhere. They looked like gaurdians. They looked like big gods just looking and ruling over everything.
I felt so small. Most humans (especially teenagers) have big egos and think that they're invinsible. I feel like that a lot, even though I try to be humble and realistic, I always fall short. Most of the time I feel tall and superior to everything other than the human race, these mountains changed that. They made me realize how small I really am, how tiny, how insignifigant. They made me realize the awesome, crushing power of nature. I love this feeling. I think everyone needs to feel it to be brought back to earth. People need this feeling to start thinking on a healthier level.
I felt sad. Denver and all its buildings and roads are carved into the bellies of the beautiful mountains, spoiling their perfection with metal and smoke. At night if you look in the direction of Denver all you can see are lights. White and yellow bright dots everywhere, for miles. For a second I though it looked beautiful but then I realized what everything would look like with out all those city lights there: Dark, pure, and simple with nothing but the moon and stars.
Yes, I loved my six days in Colorado. I spent all my money, ate lots of delicious food, and went snowboarding at WinterPark and Vail. The riding in the west is so much differnet than the east. After every run I was out of breath and sweaty, I almost never get that feeling when riding in the east. The snow and mountains challenged me and kicked my ass. That's why I snowboard. I don't snowboard to get guys, to look cool, whatever. I snowboard to be with the mountins and the snow on top of the ground, to coast along like a particle of air. I snowboard to enjoy the gift of nature.
Visiting Colorado made me realize two very important things:
1. Mother nature is the most beautiful thing in the world.
2. People are destructive.
Love Morgan
