I see it in ads all the time, “Get a Free Quote.”  I have to admit, I like getting things for free, most of us do. Some of us will even fall for a scam because of the lure of “Free.”

I can’t help myself… I really want to give you a free quote. One that will not cost you anything. One that will save you hundreds. One that is so awesome you won’t be able to resist passing it on! The kind of quote you’d be up at three in the morning to get from Jake at State… although I’m not as amazed about a quote from Jake, as I am that you can get a free quote on a tattoo. Why would you need a quote on a tattoo? If you can’t afford it… well, do you really need it? You can even get a quote on a dumpster. There’s a mental image… a free quote on a trashy item other people dive into for free stuff.

Head First Dive into a Dumpster

So, without further ado… here is your FREE Quote:

“’I like the mountains because they make me feel small,’ Jeff says. ‘They help me sort out what’s important in life.’” ― Mark Obmascik, Halfway to Heaven: My White-knuckled–and Knuckleheaded–Quest for the Rocky Mountain High

Mountains can bring a certain perspective to life. Looking up toward the summit from the base, you can be intimidated by the sheer size and height, and it might even deter you from climbing upward. Yet, it is only from the summit that you truly begin to understand the size and scale of a mountain. Where you see just how big it truly is, and you can see a greater horizon.

Mountains make great landmarks. They don’t tend to move around, and they tend to stand out, even where there are a large number of them. And living in western Colorado, you don’t have to go far or look hard to see a mountain, even one over 14,000 feet.  On a clear day (that’s most of them in GJ), all I have to do to see these mountains is walk about a quarter mile west of my house, turn and look South-southeast. No, they’re not quite this clear… after all, they’re about 100 miles away.  but I can easily see them.


Mount Sneffels Range above Ouray, CO

“Colorado and Wyoming are America’s highest states, averaging 6,800 feet and 6,700 feet above sea level. Utah comes in third at 6,100 feet, New Mexico, Nevada, and Idaho each break 5,000 feet, and the rest of the field is hardly worth mentioning. At 3,400 feet, Montana is only half as high as Colorado, and Alaska, despite having the highest peaks, is even further down the list at 1,900 feet. Colorado has more fourteeners than all the other U.S. states combined, and more than all of Canada too. Colorado’s lowest point (3,315 feet along the Kansas border) is higher than the highest point in twenty other states. Rivers begin here and flow away to all the points of the compass.” ― Keith Meldahl, Rough-Hewn Land: A Geologic Journey from California to the Rocky Mountains

So, with all the high points surrounding us, does anyone actually get lost in the Grand Valley?

While driving in Denver the other day, my son and I were having a discussion about right and left. On the one hand, when it comes to turning right or left, I’ve always been a little “directionally challenged” (I wonder if that is an accepted medical condition). On the other hand (I’m not sure if it is the right or left), I’ve never had an issue of knowing which way is North, South, East or West – that comes naturally. But, now I’m out in left-field…

Unless it’s dark, no one should really ever get lost in the Valley. Not when we have such great landmarks that are visible from almost anywhere. You don’t even need to know which direction is which… just where you are in relation to the Mesa, the Bookcliffs, and/or the Monument.

My wife and I lived in central Nebraska for a number of years. I like the plains, there is plenty to like. For one, the fishing is great, with a large variety of species to catch and bodies of water to fish in. We were asked once by a waitress on Cape Cod what Nebraska was like… our answer was, “Picture in your mind fields of corn as far as you can see.” It isn’t quite like that, but it isn’t far from it. Our first evening after moving to Nebraska, some neighbors had us over for supper. The lady where we were eating told our boys that they could go out back and play in the canyon. They came back in and whispered to me that they looked and looked, but never found the canyon. What she called a canyon… in Colorado wouldn’t even be considered a draw, it was simply a low spot in the ground. Altitude challenged.

We were both thrilled to move back home, we both love the mountains, the canyons… the variety.  I personally love to experience the heights, because they let me know my place, and they fill my world with beauty. Some may even understand that.

“I felt my lungs inflate with the onrush of scenery—air, mountains, trees, people. I thought, ‘This is what it is to be happy.’” ― Sylvia Plath, The Bell Jar

And that… is something you can have… for free. And if you are planning an event and need rentals… we can do that for you.  We’ll even give you a free quote.



Epilogue to April Fool’s (just in case you didn’t prank anyone) —

At lunch time, sit in your parked car with sunglasses on and point a hair dryer at passing cars.

See if they slow down.