I am 54 and for the first time in my life, I went to the forest to hunt our tree. Mostly for the Christmas in Centennial Celebration, but also for my In-Laws coming for the Holiday’s. I am not a big Christmas celebrator, however it always reminds me of my Mother.
So out to the Medicine Bow National Forest with our tree permit in tow. We drive up about 6 miles from our Hotel and find a spot along the road to park, then gather the tools needed a saw, an axe and a camera. We begin the trek in (you must be at least 500′ from the road). Only 5 minutes in a we find the gem. As I start to chop the tree a feeling of peace comes over me. The sound of the silent forest, the crisp air and thoughts of days gone by(Mom). It was really surreal and serene, with a hint of nostalgic folklore. I was raised in the inner city and we always just went to the lot up the street to get a tree, this was like a whole new world. Out in the forest with the forest spirits and my wonderful wife(with Mom over watching). The tree falls to the forest floor or blanketed snow covering. Handing the tools off, I grab the trunk and start to drag up the hill and then down back to the road. This task also brings feelings of accomplishment and nostalgia. On the road we load the tree in the truck and head back to trim and put up the tree. With a nice cup of Hot Chocolate.
I highly recommend Christmas Tree Hunting in the forest.