My consulting business, HeidiTown Consulting, takes me to various towns to speak on variations of my theme, Love Where You Live. If you remember, earlier this year I spoke in Gothenburg, Nebraska, and more recently at IN THE GAME in Greeley, Colorado. On May 7, 2025, I’ll be in Fort Morgan, Colorado, to speak at Boost Your Business. This series brings a handful of speakers to the area this spring.
Years ago, as a freshman in college, I had a short-lived crush on a drummer in our school’s renowned jazz band. During that moment, I became a big fan of jazz bands and learned of the University of Northern Colorado (UNC) in Greeley, Colorado. Why? My school was a thousand miles away from UNC, but, as it turns out, they had a renowned jazz band too. So, Greeley has been
I like history, but I don’t love all history. Dinosaurs are cool, but I enjoy human history, even the ancient stuff. Our travel, over the last five years, has been inspired by the books we’re reading. When I write “reading,” it means listening because Ryan and I are addicted to Audible. Ryan devours books because he listens while he builds furniture. I tend to listen to books and the occasional
At the beginning of March, I heard on the news that this is one of the busiest months at Denver International Airport. It’s spring break across the country and that means one thing: we don’t travel much in March. I am not generally opposed to children, but I prefer my travel to be more adult-oriented. We like to sit at the bar, for instance. We enjoy adult-only sections of hot
“Location, location, location,” isn’t that what they say? I’m here to tell you that Palisade is the perfect location for skiing in the morning and wine in the afternoon. Up at 7:30 a.m., we breakfasted in our room at Spoke & Vine Motel in Palisade, Colorado. Lodging here comes with delivery of coffee or tea, yogurt and granola, and a banana. A bonus when getting to the slope for skiing
Music permeated the chilly air as we walked the sidewalks of downtown Gothenburg, Nebraska. The music being pumped into the streets was unexpected in a small town along Interstate 80, 245 miles west of Omaha and 298 miles east of Denver. February 18, and not even 10 degrees, and we were heading to Stories, a Gathering Place. If we were a little startled by the outdoor music in Gothenburg, we
“Here, have this tomato,” said the guy on the free bus. That was my first experience in Crested Butte; receiving a fat, heirloom tomato from a friendly hippie high on life and Vinotok, the town’s annual celebration of nature, community and harvest. That was in 2015. I was staying at a bed and breakfast downtown and attending a tourism conference. Fast forward to 2018, and Ryan and I spent three
I didn’t write a “looking ahead” post at the start of 2025, so here it is. We have a lot of travel planned this year. It isn’t all related to my writing, but you can bet I’ll write about all of it! Next week, we’re heading to Crested Butte. It’s a work trip for Ryan, and I decided to tag along. Fritzi is going too. Grand Lodge kindly gave us
For those who don’t know, Cherry Creek is a Denver neighborhood—a very, very nice one. In the early 2000s, I worked about two miles from Cherry Creek, near the capitol building in Denver. Although we aren’t there often anymore, we have a history with Cherry Creek. One of the first places Ryan took me when we moved to Denver in 1999, was the Cherry Cricket. Ryan grew up in the
In my twenties, I spent many nights in Fort Collins. We’d meet our friends and hit up The Town Pump, The Vault, the swings at The Drunken Monkey, Coop’s poolside, and The Crown Pub, among others. Then, we’d crash at my friend’s house on Remington. The good old days. Fast forward to today, and we’re twenty years older. My friend who lived on Remington now has two kids and lives
