when I was a few months old my parents took me to the river for the first time, and since then I’ve been every year of my life. it’s my favorite place. i love the hot air blowing on my face when we take boat rides, eating popsicles that tickle my throat, riding my bike barefoot around the camp ground, the goose bumps I get walking into our motorhome cause the ac is on full blast.. the palm trees, night walks, searching for crawdads and donkeys, it all makes me feel right at home. i wouldn’t trade all my memories there for anything in the world. a piece of my heart will always belong to the colorado river.