After going to our friends wedding, we hung out at a cabin in the Rockies for a couple of days with a group of our friends. We were at a town called Marble so, of course, the first thing we did was go check out the marble quarry, which was pretty cool. The only issue is that one of the cars, a Mini, missed the turn and almost got run off the road by a mining truck carrying hundreds of tons of marble down a windy mountain road. But they survived unscathed so it is now only an amusing story.
The next couple of days, we just did a bunch of easy hikes in groups, I always forget how much slower groups hike than just one or two people. I also forget how awesome the scenery is in the Rockies, not that I would want to live their permanently, but it is very nice to go back every couple of years to remember the splendor.