I fore see many burritos in this next section. Everywhere I go, I’ve been eating burritos. Anyways.. I left the Lodge in the morning to find breakfast, and soon after, get on the road. I stopped at the Coffee Depot, whom appear to use a Russian Coffee Roaster. They created a breakfast burrito that I choked down for nutrition, but was otherwise unimpressed by.
Leaving Breck, I rode on highway 9 until I figured out that a bike-path was parralleling my travels. At the next available intersection I jumped on the well laid out bike path. I took the bike path all the way to Frisco before I stopped to check out Abbey’s coffee shop in town. With more of a modern set up, I sat down, and enjoyed there El Salvador. It had strong notes of caramel near the end and reminded me of the Boater’s Blend from back home at the Big Bean.
Following the bike path, and not my map, I rode up to Vail Pass on accident. It was all uphill, but the views were unmatched.
After a black & blue burger, followed by a wheeler wheat at the Backcountry Brewery, I headed toward Silverthorne, following the Dillon Resevior.
When I arrived, I shot directly for the big COFFEE sign in the plaza. The Steaming Bean has a casual atmosphere, with lots of couches. The owner makes a tasty mocha, and if you’re looking for a computer to update your blog with, they have two.
After finally convincing myself to ride out of town, I watched the sun set as I rode to green mtn resevoir.
I stopped in Heeney and wandered into the campground a couple miles past town. The whole area was extremely buggy. I wandered until I met a woman setting up her campsite aside her airstream. She had seen me riding on the highway earlier that evening, and offered me the tent she had stored in the back of her truck.
She helped me set up her Marmot tent and we conversed late into the evening. She introduced me to a new brewing company out in Durango, CO. I especially enjoyed the Modus Hoperandi. It was an IPA, but sweeter and cleaner.
In the morning, I packed up the tent and rode the remaining rim of green mtn resevior.
I was stopped by an officer for the same reason I was in southern Illinois. Some truckers had seen my wobble and called the local dispatcher claiming I was unstable and out of control. Both times though, the officer sees me and sees that I am actually very much in control of my vehicle.
I rode into Kremmling only to find cyclists that I already know. Some riding the great divide, following a different route and others following the same route as myself.
From Kremmling to Hot Sulfur Springs, I rode through Beaver Canyon and over the Colorado River. We stopped and grabbed grub at the local restaurant, The Depot. I had green-chili cheese fries. Delicious.
The last 11 miles of my ride for the day was scenic and followed the Colorado River. I got into Granby only to find out that I was in the town that this guy whom rebelled against the local government lived. He destroyed many government buildings in his armored catapillar before falling thru some foundation and killing himself. I had heard about it when it happened. I was sitting in a new library because the last one had been destroyed by this same guy.
great pictures! very scenic. I read the whole entry. that’s hilarious that the policeman let you take a picture of him