Wednesday, September 5, 2012

Ain't it funny how it feels when you're finding out it's real

Almost exactly one year ago, I pulled up in front of Craig's house in Seattle, threw his sleeping bag, riding gear and bike into the van, and we headed to Colorado.

Craig slept while I drove.

A stop in Salt Lake to ride some cool Park City trails with Joe.

Then Craig drove and got a flat tire.

After riding in Fort Collins for a few days we headed to Breckenridge for George's bachelor party.

Post-ride brews with Sean, George and Sam

Craig had to fly back after a week and I finished the rest of the trip by myself. Crested Butte to Telluride, Durango, Salida, Fort Collins, Jackson Hole and finally back to Seattle.