Trip update 3/4. Go to 1/4 for videos! :victory:
OK, so that was supposed to be the end of my trip. Cruise back to Denver, nice long weekend in Moab with friends. NOPE
My buddy Dave texts me and says he's bike packing from Denver to Vegas with a some other guys and I should try to meet up with them as we cross paths. So instead of driving the highway back to Denver with my friends I decide to head the "back way" out of Moab towards Telluride. I later learned there is a new "trail" that was connected last year between Moab and Montrose CO that is 150 miles without ever touching pavement!!! I did not take this route but I will be back for sure. Probably make a 3-4 day trip out of it. I digress, so I take 191 south through Moab and turn East on 46 which hits the Colorado state line and turns into CO-90. There is absolutely zero traffic on this road, no surprise on a random weekday morning. It also happens to be an incredibly beautiful drive. There are so many times I wish I were in a fast/well sorted car when Im on these trips, this was one of those times.
What you can see in these next few pictures R-L are Dolores Peak(not a 14er) Mt Wilson(14er) Wilson Peak(14er) El Diente Peak(over 14K but not enough prominence to be its own "14er") and a mess of other peaks in the San Juan and San Miguel Ranges. Colorado is like no place else. :Wow1:
OK fast forward an hour. I get into Telluride and figure Ill go hit up my favorite camp spot Alta Lakes(if you go to Telluride you HAVE to see this) but the weather says otherwise. Its June and Its dumping snow. Having just come from Moab at 90 degrees this is fun. I get within a half mile of the lake/camp sites and the road is still covered in deep enough snow that I don't bother. It gets much worse after these pictures and I dont want to get stuck, alone, at 12,000 feet, while its snowing. So I head into Telluride to regroup.
Downtown Telluride is boring and ugly, dont ever go...
If you do stumble into town though, make sure you stop in the New Sheridan Hotel Bar for some libations. Nearly unchanged since 1895.
So I take some advice from the barkeep and head back up a different mountain. I see a crapload of elk, I find myself in a ghost town at dusk and I wind up staying at a state park campground because I couldnt find anything else(surprisingly) and I was getting really tired.
Up next, trip report 4/4...this might have to be 5 parts.