Last weekend Amanda and I flew to Colorado to join my brother and his wife along with my dad for a week long vacation in the San Juan Mountains. Tuesday, during our excursion into the mountains, my dad passed away due to heart complications after an accident on his ATV. We were hours into the mountains without communication and help could not reach us in time.
Colorado was a second home to Dad. Even the locals who lived there knew him because he was there so often. He loved Colorado so much in fact that he called me 2 weeks before we were to leave to let me know that he was packed and ready. He was looking forward to this trip for a long time. I know he enjoyed the time spent with us and his sister the few days we were there.
I remember the trips to Colorado when we were kids. It was during those trips that I became interested in photography. Dad had a Pentax M7 that he used to photograph landscapes that are hanging on the walls of his house to this day. I guess he tried to bring Colorado home.
These photographs are for you, Dad. I love you and miss you.