In the beginning of July, I was sitting at the FlatIrons Community Church service and the lead pastor was talking about community and the meaning of church. It went on, and that night I signed up to do some wheeling with some folks at the church. I’ve only been out once with them, but hopefully more times in the future.

On this adventure, we went out past Boulder, out past Nedarland, and up a trail to a plane crash site in which both pilots died. It was a very creepy experience knowing that out in the middle of nowhere there were the reminants of a plane. Having said that, it was a great time. Hopefully more to come ….