Ouray
They call it the Switzerland of America, and honestly… they’re not wrong.
Towering walls of rock, glacial-carved canyons, waterfalls that fall like thunder, and skies that shift by the minute. We did it all – Box Canyon Falls, where the water roars and the whole valley opens up beneath you. Lookout Point. Cascade Falls. Jeep trails that rattled our teeth and made us laugh a little louder.
And yes – several stops at Ouray Brewery, because… well, a good beer tastes even better with trail dust on your boots.
But here’s the truth:
We stood in some of the most breathtaking surroundings on the planet – places that stop you mid-sentence, mid-step.
And still, the most beautiful thing I saw was right next to me the entire time.
To be in places like this – with her – made it all feel even bigger, and somehow softer too.
