Thirty Thursdays: Red Rocks Concert (and Eric Church)!

When Chap and I went to Colorado for the first time (my first time ever) in 2015, I was completely mesmerized by the landscape.  We hiked Rocky Mountain National Park, White water rafted, ran a half marathon and climbed all over the Red Rocks.  As we were driving back to Tulsa, in between my sobs, I decided I wanted to see a concert at the Red Rocks.  And what a great thing to have on a bucket list.

Eric Church comes into this because he’s long been on my list of concerts to see.  I was supposed to see him in graduate school, had my tickets and everything but it was right as I was gearing up to move and I just couldn’t swing it.

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Light packers?!

When I saw that he was playing at the Red Rocks, it was such an easy decision to jump into.  And lucky for me, Chap is fairly easy to convince to go to Colorado – even for country concerts.  This time around we’d planned to camp (also on my bucket list), hike and end the trip with the concert.  I’ll have to write about the camping and hiking later, maybe next week.  But after a few days of some crazy weather and being one with nature, we crashed at our favorite Air Bnb, the same mountain castle we stayed in last time.  Unfortunately it’s a little out of our price range now so it’s our last time there.

We were so tired.  We’d been driving for a while, after spending the past two days hiking our way to Crater Lake and spending the night in a tent somewhere along that trail.  My sleep was pretty fitful that night because of discomfort, cold and a tiny fear of bears.  So, as soon as we got to our castle, we showered and passed out hard.  I woke up a little bit before Chap, to read about the parking and drinking protocols for the Red Rocks Amphitheater.  And I about leapt off the bed with excitement when I saw that my fave little songwriter Maren Morris was opening for Mr. Church.  I’m not ashamed to say I was legitimately more excited to see her than Eric (sorry, man).

The wait to get into the venue wasn’t too bad.  It rained on us a little but we had drinks and the company of the Church Choir (what Eric calls his fans) and it’s good company y’all.  Funny, good country company.  Seating was pretty open so we picked a seat in the middle and waited for Maren.  The views while we waited were amazing.  Storms performed an intense show as a back ground to the stage and the night air was perfect.

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I loved both shows, the venue and my company!  It ranks high up there with my favorite concerts.  Eric is amazing, and I’ve seen him again in Tulsa since – if you like his music, I highly recommend seeing him live.  Maren is a little powerhouse vocalist and I love that she writes her own music.  I will always try to see her live if she’s close (or hell, I’ll go back to the Red Rocks to see her!)  Her lyrics just speak to my little soul.

This is a little side note for those of you still with us.  Maren and her band were on our flight back to Tulsa the next morning.  I realized it too late and didn’t get to sit in the empty seat next to her, but Chap did!  And he didn’t even get an autographed napkin for me or anything.  I didn’t talk to her while we waited for our bags because I never know what to do with famous people.  This is not the first time I’ve been with some low-key (not high-key like Tom Hanks you know?) celebrity and not known what to do.  What would you have said?

Have you been to the Red Rocks?  Who did you see?

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Exploring the Red Rocks

This is one of the final installments of the Colorado diaries.  It’s been so fun to re-live and tell my adventure stories to you.  I’m getting sad all over again that it’s ending for a second time.

I think the Red Rocks were my favorite and most majestic thing that I saw.  It’s definitely hard to compete with the incredible Rocky Mountains, especially when I was able to get all up in them. But come on.  These rocks look like they jumped out of the earth.  Simultaneously at the same angle.  For several miles.

If you remember from the race post, the route took the runners right past the Red Rocks at the end of the run.   I decided after that burger, a shower and a nap that I was ready to hike through the park.  Unfortunately there was also a huge electronic music festival happening that weekend so I didn’t get to see the actual amphitheater.  And our hike amongst the ancient rocks was a little spoiled by all the concert-goers running around in not enough clothes and too much substance.  But, what do you do (crop them out of photos).

We took a short hike through the park and I stopped to play around with dancer pose.  I’m amazed my quads and knees bent that way for me!

Besides the spectacular red rocks contrasting with the greenery and the blue and white in the sky, this park had the biggest dandelions I’ve ever seen!  I just had to get a picture.  I’ll never be so excited about weeds again (especially since they require daily maintenance in my home garden).

We left the park discussing the incredible experience it must have been for those rocks to shoot up out of the earth with such force.  And so long ago!  It’s crazy to think about.  We tried researching the history of the formations but I got lost between the large spans of billions of years “The red rocks likely jumped out of the earth during a shift in plates in the Pennsylvania period sometime between 35 and 70 billion years ago.”  That certainly is a lot of room for error.  I’m thinking they don’t really have a clue what went on back then.  And no, those numbers are not exact.

 On our way out of town Monday, I couldn’t resist one more stop at the park.  And despite our sore knees and quads and calves, we couldn’t resist a hike to the amphitheater.

Let me just say, if I lived in Colorado, I would live at this amphitheater!

There was some hiking to be done before we actually got to the entrance (which was breathtaking in itself).  But then, we sort of crested the top of the theater and once I looked over the edge it was like a personal trainer’s/fitness enthusiast’s dream world.

Just rows and rows of stairs.  And people doing all sorts of activities on them.  Together in groups, or suffering alone.  Dogs too.  And all set to the backdrop of the mountains and Denver in the distance.  For free.

It was amazing.  What is even more amazing is my pathetic attempt to run up those stairs on post-downhill-half-marathon legs. Let me tell you it requires quite a leap to get from one level to the next and I had not a drop of power in my legs.  The video of it is hilarious but I think mine and the camera guy’s laughs at the end take the cake.

So, for the rest of the evening I’m going to brainstorm ways for me to actually be able to live there.  I’d run my bootcamps in the morning and attend music shows, movies and other concerts in the evening.  Maybe I can be the keeper of the weeds.  Or find some land and build one of those tiny homes on it.  Feel free to leave other suggestions in the comments, and then don’t miss this site if you’re traveling through Colorado!