Argh falling behind...

OK - we left off on our way to Kremmling. Another wet day with some amazing views. At one point in the afternoon, we came out on a hill 2000' feet above the Colorado River. I literally teared up, it was so amazing. Then we dropped all the way to the river, crossed it at Radium, and started the huge climb up the other side.


We had been dry up until now... only 10 miles to go down a huge descent ... but the rain wouldn't wait. The skies opened and it rained hard all the way down. Crap.

Pulled into Kremmling and the sun came back out, but too late as we were all soaked and covered with mud from head to toe. We had a nice little campground on the edge of town. The town itself was dead - we grabbed a couple beers at the local bar to catch some Monday Night Football, and practically had the place to ourselves.

The next day was a cold one, and a wet one. The rest of the gang took off in the cold and mist, but a few of the smarter ones went to the local coffee shop. After an hour, the sun was out and it was 15 degrees warmer so off we went to Steamboat.

We met a couple of other trekkers on the road - a Dutch woman (who lives in Norway) with her dog, and her friend from Oregon. Some awesome views along the way (of course) and on to Frisco. I rode most of the day with Vincent and we kept a good pace going. I was starting to bonk when we got to Silverthorne, and then - like a vision - we spotted Wendy's. Double meat double cheese at 3 PM? Heck yeah. Oh, and large fries and drink. Boom.

Up the dam, along the lake, and into Frisco Best Western for 2 nights with a rest day in between. We made the mistake of hitting the liquor store when we got there, and the next thing you know we are eating Mexican food and drinking margarita's, then downtown for open mic at Prost. After we closed another bar (a bit fuzzy what bar it was), staggered home and crashed.

With a throbbing head, we ventured up to Breckenridge the next day on the free bus to check it out. After a nap back at the hotel, my kiddos showed up from Boulder and Denver and we had a great dinner together. Great to see my kids and hang out!

After a good nights sleep, we were off to Hartsel. There was fresh snow on the hills above Breckenridge, and Boreas Pass was full of aspens turning yellow. Probably one of the prettiest days that we have seen so far.

Hartsel was pretty cool. We stayed at this old ranch, along a cool little river full of trout. The groundskeeper was a super guy. He even let us hang out with his little orphan buffalo. Pretty cool!

A pretty brisk morning after that. More to come.