Some Dreams Really Do Come True, Part 2
Friday, June 7, 2024 5:00 am, Mountain Standard Time My eyelids fluttered open after a somewhat choppy night of sleep. Although tired out from my long journey, I had shared the night with noisy neighbors who had no regard for campground quiet hours, and I was forced to listen to calming music through earbuds to get any sleep at all. But that mattered little now. This was my first morning in Colorado! Forcing myself to abandon my blanket, I slipped out of my tent into the cool 50-something degree morning and scrambled down to the edge of the Pueblo City Reservoir. I was like a little kid in an ice cream shop when I saw the endless heaps of shale fragments that lined the lake shore. Unlimited rock skipping! I stepped into the clear water, which was definitely decisively cool, but not outright freezing. I skipped rocks for the better part of half an hour, amazed at how easy it was to entertain myself with nothing but a heap of rocks and a gigantic 4600 acre puddle. But finally, the sun