Can you see that sign in the background? It is says, Welcome to Golden. We finally made it to Golden, Colorado. We dropped Ster off at his meetings, dropped our bags off in the hotel room and immediately got to work exploring the city.
Now let me just say this. Golden was one of the most busy cities for me to drive around in. Even studying the map, I was lost almost all the time. Frustrating, yes, but Sydney was a great navigator, thanks to google maps.
We went on a hike to North Table mountain. And as per my travel experience in Golden thus far, I picked a path and was sure we were following it, until we ended up somewhere else. North Table is a beautiful mesa and once we were on top and compared the map to what we saw, I realized we had gone a different way than what I had planned on. It still turned out great though.
I think this was my first time hiking on top of a mesa. It was flat and beautiful.
Another first was taking the kids on the Alpine Slide. I knew we'd have to go on it twice, because the first time is always a warm up, so I handed my credit card over and smiled the whole way up the mountain. Both times.
It was worth every penny. The kids loved it. I rode with Hash and the whole way he was yelling "faster! faster!"
The Alpine Slide was part of a park called Heritage Square, a group of amusement venues. We bought a day pass and tried out the rides. The kids loved the water bubbles. It was so funny to see my children contained in bubbles.
Then they bounded into the water.
The kids also spent time on the rock climbing wall. Hashbrown would not give up. Luckily, he is such a light-weight he couldn't trigger the rope mechanism to lower him down, so he just stayed at the top and tried and tried until he hit the buzzer at the top.

The other activities were fun but the kids mostly loved the high-ropes course. We had a bit of a scare though. I was up on the course, following Hashbrown around and helping him. He was nervous, being so small he could hardly stretch his legs to reach some of the pieces. At one point, I got in front of him. He called for me and when I turned back to him, I saw his harness down around his knees. He was up there, 30 feet?, above the ground, completely unprotected. I grabbed for his arms and pulled him to me. His grasp on the anchor rope was the only thing keeping him from falling. My heart was beating fast but I honestly didn't even truly recognize the danger in the heat of the moment. My only focus was pulling him to me and making sure he was safe. I'm shaking just thinking about it now though. I called a worker over to readjust his strap and we got off the course as quickly as we could and just pushed it all to the back of my mind. My baby was safe and that was all that mattered. I left without saying anything.
I was so glad he was safe, I didn't say much. I was just relieved. But that night, I couldn't get it out of my head. After more distance from the event, the more the gravity of the situation sunk in. My child almost died. I couldn't sleep. I kept replaying it over in my head. I saw him standing on a plank, unstable and small, then falling. Over and over.
The next day, we were going to return to the park and do it all again. I was nervous. What if, what if, what if? I didn't really want to go but we went anyway and I spoke to several of the workers and finally a manager. It felt good to let someone know there was a problem and that they need to be extra careful. They were really good about it and assured me everyone would be retrained. Then they gave me all day passes to use on my next visit, which would be when? Never, because I don't live in Colorado.
Anyway, it was super scary and I made my kids keep checking their harnesses the next day. They were all fine and had the time of their lives, but Hash and I sat this one out.
One more crazy story. While Hash and I were waiting for the kids to finish the ropes course, I decided to buy him a little treat. I reached in my backpack for my wallet and didn't find it. I searched it twice and then went out to check in my car. Not there either. So I called the McDonald's where we had lunch and sure enough, I left it there and they still had it. Sweet relief. By the time the kids came off the ropes course, I was more than ready to pick up my wallet and head back to the hotel.
Hash's hair was a good indication of how my nerves felt at the end of the day!