Gone in the blink of an eye

“Do you know this road?” a rider decked out in fluorescent green riding gear asked as he rode past me on one of the false summits on High Drive about 43 miles into our 62-mile metric century, part of the Red Rocks Century through Morrison and Evergreen. Breathing...

My hybrid journey week nine: family reunion

It’s hard to feel you’re moving forward when you don’t have the chance to write for an entire week. That’s what happened on my hybrid journey week 9 as the Melkonian family had its reunion…something we do every other summer. Because we space it out, everyone shows...

My Hybrid journey week eight: cover and memory

When you’re involved in the creative process, you can see something in your mind’s eye and wonder if that will ever become reality.  I’m not a designer, so I brought in the talents of someone who is.  She took hold of those ideas that lived in my head and brought an...