Omayra Acevedo, Peak to Peak. I have a confession. Some time ago, I had decided that I was going to live the remainder of my life alone. Why? Because, I like simplicity. Sometimes, however, I
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Omayra Acevedo, Peak to Peak. I have a confession. Some time ago, I had decided that I was going to live the remainder of my life alone. Why? Because, I like simplicity. Sometimes, however, I remember what it’s like to be human. This past Sunday, I poured my soul out to a friend, over a man – a man that doesn’t know I’m alive. I’ll admit that it has been a long time since I’ve experienced these sorts of emotions and now, I find myself wanting to escape them; I’m not sure the reason why. Perhaps, I’m secretly ashamed. Maybe, it’s the unknown or the mere fact that I have to come to terms and acknowledge that I am only human after all. So, my dear friends, how about we escape together.
Let’s go far today. I could really use the journey. How about the town of Ouray, Colorado? I know it’s over a five-hour drive, but think of how much of Colorado you can see on the way down. I’ve never been, so I’m very intrigued. Like most mountain towns, Ouray has no shortage of family-owned shops, restaurants and hotels. I also hear that Ouray is host to some of the highest watery canyons in the country. I love the sound of naturally running water. It is my second favorite sound in the world. The first being the sound of my mother’s laughter.

Anyway, during my research on Ouray, I discovered that it is best known for ice climbing. Many of the climbable mountains are found right in town. Between this small talk about ice and the stress of being human, I’m beginning to crave one of my most treasured pastimes – submerging myself in the delightfully warm embrace of hot springs. Yes, you guessed it. Ouray has some of these too. Operating since 1927, it holds 750,000 gallons of sulfur-free mineral water. Being more of an introvert than an extrovert, I like to enjoy my soaks in peace. The Hot Springs Ouray offer quiet adult areas so that you can get away from the crowds. If you’ve got the time and a few extra pennies, you might want to consider a massage at the spa as well.
While planning your trip, I would definitely recommend spending a night or two in Ouray, and I hope you do after the five-hour drive. Someone told me that the B&Bs have amazing views of the San Juan Mountains. They’re great for family gatherings or romantic getaways. Not a fan of B&Bs? No big deal. There are other accommodations to choose from and a couple of them have their own hot springs and other perks.
Well, there you have it. The gist of Ouray. Thank you for joining me on this journey and allowing me to vent over life’s little things. That’s one of the many things I love about writing. I get to explore, learn and even share some of myself. I’m grateful for your eyes and ears; for opening your lives and allowing me to be a part of you. Now, go travel! Learn about yourself, confess and appreciate the freedom that only traveling can offer.
(Originally published in the August 22, 2019, print edition of The Mountain-Ear.)