Neil and I have our fleeces at the ready. Our cars have already arrived in Colorado and await us patiently. Our suitcases are out and, though still empty, they clearly long to be filled with our worldly possessions. (They also have a distinct predilection for anthropomorphism, as do our cars.) Though our bags are not packed and we're not quite yet ready to go, we're on the verge of living out the John Denver song.

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