Colorado Bound
Back to my favorite place, Ridgway, Colorado. I simply can’t stand it any longer. The call of the mountains and the forest is too strong.
Right now, Ridgway looks a lot different from the above photo. It’s cold and snowy, with nighttime temps in the teens, daytime highs in the low 50′s. You can see what it looks like right now by clicking here.
Cold or warm, it’s my favorite mountain town, equipped with only a handful of eating establishments, a single grocer, less than 1000 folks. Miles of trails with nary a soul, an ocean of trees and peaks from 8000 to 14000 feet. Cold beer, Orvis Hot Springs.
It ain’t easy to get to, either, which suits me just fine. You stay away, though. Find your own place to hide from the blob.
I’ll be going it alone. My corporate chick wife ain’t into the scene. Too much Christmas shopping and too many spreadsheets for her to break away and enjoy a long weekend in the mountains. Gotta keep pushing that worthless sodie-pop on the gullible, gettin’ fatter by the second, American public.
Yes, I know. We’ll get her into therapy as soon as she first admits there is a problem. That’s the first step to recovery.
I’ll be burning some the remaining fossil fuel in order to indulge myself, but the iron bird is flying whether I’m on it or not. Might as well be on it. Scares the crap out of me, but it sure beats driving. Right now, it’s cheaper than driving.
Finally, something to look forward to! And if I don’t post ever again, you can assume the best has happened.
Categories: Backpacking-Travel, Miscellany
Tags: adios
Comments: 2 Comments.
Enjoy the peaceful time Jack!
Maybe we will meet again along the trail.
Well then, Farewell mi amigo. Sounds like you’re getting your priorites straight. Sounds like a nice little town, I thought my town was small with it’s pop. of 5000 people…and one grocer.