I hate leaving cars in parking lots overnight. Partly, it just makes me kind of sad to think of the car all alone over one night, or two, or three, in a strange parking lot in a wild place. I also hate the possibility of the car not being there when I get back. There’s […]
Tag: Colorado
Ride slow
Ethan and I went to see The Divide at the Boulder Theater a few weeks ago. It’s a one hour documentary that follows Lachlan Morton as he rides the Continental Divide bike route at a record-setting pace. I’ve never really known much about Lachlan Morton and I’ve always been a bit averse to him (which […]
Tales of a fourteener
For breakfast I have coffee and chocolate-covered almonds because when I’m camping and it’s 90 degrees out I eat whatever I want even if that’s barely anything. Our campsite is right next to the Mount Elbert trailhead. I didn’t pick the spot but when I notice it is right next to the trailhead I figure […]
Boomerang
Yesterday Denver was warm. I took off my jacket and my buff and my sweatshirt til I was down to my tshirt and jeans and still my face was flushed when we closed the shop at 5pm. A few hours later and a few thousand feet higher all the layers were back on. Snow dissolved […]
I went to Aspen
And it had the nicest public restrooms I’ve ever used in my life. (Close second goes to Santa Barbara California.)
Mountain roads
I drove to Crested Butte last month. There was a pattern to the route: flat gusty plains followed by a winding mountain pass over and over again. Every uphill seemed to have more curves than the last and then at the top: a vista of snow-topped peaks. It felt beautiful and vast and remote.And there […]
La Junta, CO
Once I rode my bike from Vancouver to Los Angeles. The first leg of the trip smelled cold, wet and salty. Like fish and chips. Like morning fog. The same way northern Spain smells and sometimes New York City. The next leg of the trip smelled like dry sun. Brown burnt grass. Mexican food. Deserts. […]
Anne Foster 