Springtime in the Rockies and the Curse of Boulder Valley


All I can do when I think about Boulder is shake my head and sigh. It’s not just wonderful, it’s irresistible. Seriously, its charm is almost unbearable for those that don’t live there. Dave and I knew we needed to mentally prepare ourselves for this before arriving in Boulder last week. We’ve been away for a year and a half and knew that we couldn’t let The Curse of Boulder Valley overtake us.

For those of you who think I’m using exaggerated language, let me assure you I’m not. The Curse of Boulder Valley is a real thing. When white visitors came to the valley in search of gold, Chief Niwot of the Southern Arapaho tribe told them it was hexed. He was an eloquent speaker and was said to have declared: “People seeing the beauty of this valley will want to stay, and their staying will be the undoing of the beauty.”

Chief Niwot hit it right on the nose with the first part of his curse. People who see Boulder are instantly enchanted by it. Once you live there, it’s almost impossible to leave. And as a visitor, you can feel the city wrapping it’s fingers around you and pulling you in. It’s inevitable that you will be seduced by Boulder, its attractive and fit people, the views, the activities, the food … shall I go on? So far the city has done an excellent job of preserving the  beauty (as much as one can in modern times), and that makes living there even more desirable. Not only is it a beautiful place, but the people who live there try their best to keep it that way.

I am happy to report that although Dave and I wavered at times, doubting our decision to move to the Tahoe area, we resisted The Curse! We are still as gung-ho as ever about moving to California and are actually getting more excited with each passing day. Sorry to disappoint, Chief Niwot! Hopefully our friends in Boulder will come visit us in Northern California. If not, I know we’ll be back in Boulder soon. We’re still captivated with the city, even if we didn’t get stuck in its web.

Here are some pictures of Boulder’s beauty:

The view behind us as we walked away from the city and towards the Flatirons.
The view to the left.
And the view in front of us. No joke. This is all taken from the same spot, just facing different directions. That's a typical Boulder day for you. Strange weather.

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