AmeriCorps 2020: The cows never came home
My first day back to “service” was boring, so I’m not going to write about it. Instead, I’m going to write about a serious problem I had on the following day, August 11, 2020, when the cows never came home.
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My first day back to “service” was boring, so I’m not going to write about it. Instead, I’m going to write about a serious problem I had on the following day, August 11, 2020, when the cows never came home.
One thing I’ve noticed is that when camping, I always seem to wake up with the sun. The same thing happened on the final day of my camping trip with my friend Mark, which turned out to be quite fortunate.
I awoke on the morning of August 8, 2020 feeling rather unrested. I hadn’t slept well the previous night, since I had laid down in an uncomfortable position. Despite my morning grogginess, this would turn out to be my favorite day in Colorado, partially because I saw an animal that I’d wanted to see my entire life.
One of the most unexpected things that happened during my time in Colorado was that I reconnected with multiple friends from high school. I already wrote about my friend Kristyne, but there’s another friend that I met in a more dramatic way.
This post continues the tale of my AmeriCorps term in Colorado in 2020: performing trail work and ecological restoration for the City of Boulder. The rest of this series is…
August 3, 2020 was one of the most important days for me in Colorado. That’s because it’s when I reconnected with one of my best friends from high school.
This post will be a little different. Rather than recounting one of my work days, it will focus on the incredible landscape in which my AmeriCorps crew and I lived: the Joder homestead.
When I moved to Colorado in the summer of 2020 to spend all of my time either working outdoors or being isolated in a house outside of town, I used to brag that I was about as COVID-safe as possible. Events that took place of July 29, 2020 showed that wasn’t entirely true.