I found myself whooping it up at Horsetooth on Monday to the unfamiliar sounds of flowing water. Northern Colorado has a scarcity of water and Horsetooth Mountain Park has next to none, so I was excited to get out for a run to see if I could work some of the soreness from Fruita out of my legs and to see what was going on after the weekend's big snow dump.
I hit one of my regular eight-mile routes and was surprised to find the lower trails pretty much snow free. However, when I turned into the Spring Creek drainage I was shocked to hear the sounds of fast-flowing water. I've run up here almost every day for the last 12 months and have become accustomed to silence, so I really was shocked to hear that water, so shocked in fact that I let out one of those "I'm happy to be alive" yells.
I was psyched to get to the waterfall - which I never detour for - and was even more psyched to hear it long before I got there. For the first time ever, I saw the falls in all their glory - with a pool at the bottom and everything.
I was so stoked by the whole scenario that I took my son and neighbors' dog out later in the day for another look. Spring is a great time to run trails.