atxrider
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I have been to Colorado a few times as a kid, a few times as an adult, and now have a yearly ski trip to Breckenridge. Never have I witnessed the Colorado I saw in this trip. Once you go there, you wonder why you would live anywhere else in the world.
Dad and I no longer have any agenda or anyone to meet, so we have a little more flexibility. He is intent on running the million dollar highway, but based on the advice of some local forum members, I persuade him to start on the western part of the San Juan Skyway and then take Hwy 92 and explore the north rim of the Black Canyon of the Gunnison.
We start on SR145 out of Cortez after we restock our ice and water (my dad's trailer, of course, has an ice chest) and pass through some of the most fertile green areas we have seen for some time.
A fantastic place to live, potential summer home :
The ascension to the mountain begins quickly. Before we realize it, the snow is upon us and we are over 10000 feet. It gets pretty cold and it is snowing, so we stop to put on all the clothes we have. Seriously.
Dad in his impenetrable suit:
Dad and I negotiating the snowy mountain passes:
We hit SR62 and head east toward Ridgway. Beautiful rolling hills with a mountain backdrop. Oh...and a river, we have a river:
Once at Ridgway, we take a quick break and then head up US550 and then US50 until we hit SR92. This road is twisty madness...too bad it is raining. The photo ops were still outstanding though:
Looking down at the Morrow Point reservoir:
Great shot of our bikes with the canyon in the background:
How did I get the shot? Getting down is always the tricky part.
Another shot of the reservoir:
The curecanti needle:
Dad pondering our existence:
ME pondering our existence:
The black canyon was amazing and regrettable because of the rain. It looks like a very challenging road with little traffic, so I will have to come again to put my humble skills to the test. We head back toward Montrose for the night. While looking for a place to camp, I come across a few peculiar sights...
The dog looked so uncomfortable on the back of the horse, but never moved a muscle:
Huh? A one arched Mcdonald's? What is the deal there?
Colorado, thus far, did not disappoint. Beautiful, unmoving mountains, black canyons, twisty roads, snow and rain. What else could you ask for?
NEXT: Atxrider takes a detour, Dad takes a nap.
MORE LATER...
Dad and I no longer have any agenda or anyone to meet, so we have a little more flexibility. He is intent on running the million dollar highway, but based on the advice of some local forum members, I persuade him to start on the western part of the San Juan Skyway and then take Hwy 92 and explore the north rim of the Black Canyon of the Gunnison.
We start on SR145 out of Cortez after we restock our ice and water (my dad's trailer, of course, has an ice chest) and pass through some of the most fertile green areas we have seen for some time.
A fantastic place to live, potential summer home :
The ascension to the mountain begins quickly. Before we realize it, the snow is upon us and we are over 10000 feet. It gets pretty cold and it is snowing, so we stop to put on all the clothes we have. Seriously.
Dad in his impenetrable suit:
Dad and I negotiating the snowy mountain passes:
We hit SR62 and head east toward Ridgway. Beautiful rolling hills with a mountain backdrop. Oh...and a river, we have a river:
Once at Ridgway, we take a quick break and then head up US550 and then US50 until we hit SR92. This road is twisty madness...too bad it is raining. The photo ops were still outstanding though:
Looking down at the Morrow Point reservoir:
Great shot of our bikes with the canyon in the background:
How did I get the shot? Getting down is always the tricky part.
Another shot of the reservoir:
The curecanti needle:
Dad pondering our existence:
ME pondering our existence:
The black canyon was amazing and regrettable because of the rain. It looks like a very challenging road with little traffic, so I will have to come again to put my humble skills to the test. We head back toward Montrose for the night. While looking for a place to camp, I come across a few peculiar sights...
The dog looked so uncomfortable on the back of the horse, but never moved a muscle:
Huh? A one arched Mcdonald's? What is the deal there?
Colorado, thus far, did not disappoint. Beautiful, unmoving mountains, black canyons, twisty roads, snow and rain. What else could you ask for?
NEXT: Atxrider takes a detour, Dad takes a nap.
MORE LATER...
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