Colorado

Colorado is a wild hymn to the American spirit—raw, untamed, and impossibly beautiful. Its peaks don’t just pierce the sky—they challenge it. This land of towering spires and painted deserts has always belonged to the bold. Indigenous tribes called it home long before settlers carved trails through its unforgiving heart. It’s a place where gold once lured dreamers to dig deep and where battles—both physical and ideological—etched their scars into the stone.

Wander its sacred spaces, the ones protected by the nation’s promise to preserve the soul of the land. Stand in the shadows of ancient dwellings or gaze across windswept dunes that whisper stories older than memory. These are not just monuments; they are the echoes of civilization, rebellion, and resilience.

Colorado doesn’t ask you to admire—it dares you to feel. To breathe in air that crackles with elevation and legend. To stare into canyons that seem to have no bottom and no end. It is a place for seekers, creators, and anyone brave enough to be changed by the land itself. Here, every rock, river, and ruin is a sentence in a story still being written.

I called Colorado home for 32 years before pursuing my dreams of travel. It will always be a destination where my heart races and becomes still in the same breath.