Driving through the beautiful Colorado mountains, rushing rivers and green valleys, we were glad we hadn't finished the drive to Telluride the night before. After a brief stop in Montrose to give the Honda some much-needed oil, we made it to Telluride by early afternoon.
Sidenote: In Montrose I saw the following business:
Thought not spelled with a 'ypt', I still thought the name was funny enough to share with whoever is out there reading!
We enjoyed a sunny afternoon in Telluride and took the gondola up the mountain where Malcolm and Meagan left for a mountain bike ride. Why, you may ask, did I not go on the ride? Good question. My bike is currently rusted to the top of the Honda, refusing to budge. Don't cry for me though, I got to walk around Telluride and grab a beer while watching the red cliffs change colors with the setting sun. Delicious espresso porter, how I love thee. A large dose of WD40 and some good old-fashioned cursing & threatening will get the bike loose in no time. It had better... Moab's next on the itinerary!
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