We slept in that morning and got a late start which left us getting scorched climbing in the midday sun. Ceci ended up hitching and Karin was falling asleep at the wheel. We stopped at a gas station called Pleasant Valley, and there, I had the best pie I've had on this whole trip! Next to us were a group of oldies that were part of the horseless carraige club and had fancy old cars. When my pie came out the lady next to me said, "wow! we should get bikes, look how much that girl can eat!!" We stayed there until the clouds came over the sun and then continued on.
That day we lost Wesley because he was so far ahead of us and we hadn't decided where we were all going to stop. We were a little worried.
Day ?+1: 46 miles to Crested Butte, Colorado
Rafa, and his gf, Molly, lived in a beautiful wooden house between all the mountains way up in the clouds. The scenery looked so fake, like you could pull a string and roll it back up. We were LOVING the high country. Rafa pulled out his bows and arrows and we did some shooting!
Stew invited us over to his place. He lives in Gothic Valley in the National Forest in a hammock between all the lovely foliage.
We were supposed to shoot plates with shotguns that day, but it didn't work out, so we played a tough boy version of the tightrope instead. (WAY better)
Thanks SO much Molly & Rafa for an awesome couple of days of R&R.HAPPY BIRTHDAY MOLLY!!!!!!
Next stop: Monarch Pass!!! The tallest peak of the whole ride!!! OVer 11,000 feet!!!!!