Six Things to Love About Where We Live
Okay, at the risk of being accused of preaching to the choir, here goes… Four seasons: For some people, this is the biggest reason why we moved here and are going to stay forever. I’m from Southern California, which has only one season, except for the week in February when it rains. After 40 some years, I never tire of the changing seasons—the golden aspen leaves, the rain changing to snow and back to rain. You can feel it in your bones that something new is about to unfold.
Access to mountain recreation: We enjoy a relatively short drive to the fantastic outdoor recreation of the Colorado Rockies. Before you start laughing, let me say that no one can appreciate this unless one has lived in Los Angeles. For any outdoor recreation above beginner, an Angeleno faces, at best, an eight-hour drive. A weekend ski trip is nothing short of masochism: leave after work on Friday, drive into the wee hours of the morning, ski Saturday and Sunday, leaving when the lifts close and drive again into the wee hours of the morning to get home for work.
Access to city life: Driving the other direction, we have easy access to all that a thriving metropolis of several million people has to offer… major league everything, from sporting events and health facilities to restaurants and art and entertainment. Then, when our city experience is over, we head back up the mountain to cooler temperatures and the smell of the pines.
Smalltown atmosphere: We truly live in a small town as defined not by numbers, but by knowing so many other people, and at times being involved with them. It could happen when greeted at a local business by one of your neighbor’s kids or being rescued by a volunteer firefighter you went to school with.
The people: One of the first things I noticed during my tenure as a Realtor is how interesting “The Man on the Street” can be. Ever since, I have carried the following made-up and grossly unfair story to illustrate the point. Stop the man on the street down in the city and say, “Tell me about yourself.”
His reply: “Well, I went to high school at Northfield and after getting married, went to work for Xcel.” Ask the man on the street up here and you get: “After earning an undergraduate degree at Mines, I moved to Great Britain and earned a Ph.D. I then served a three-year stint working as an engineer on one of the Carribean drilling rigs. After getting a Black Belt and opening a restaurant in Seattle, I moved the family here.” The well of fascinating people runs deep.
Abundant open space: Thanks to Denver Mountain Parks, Jeffco Open Space and the efforts of Mountain Area Land Trust, we are never far from “Don’t Fence Me In” space for biking, running, strolling or just gazing. We can often just walk across the street to enjoy open space, but elsewhere, in order to enjoy it, we would have to pack the car and make a day of it. Take advantage of it all.