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Breckenridge, CO to Hoosier Pass & back (Scott)
We spend a leisurely day around the house and in Breckenridge. In town, we find excellent coffee and top notch grub while our camping gear is drying. Mother Nature takes a day off and lets the high country dry out as well. Thanks, Mom!
It feels wonderful to have nothing to do but relax. The setting is absolutely perfect. The weather is superb, the air clean and crisp and the scenery is lovely. We are blessed to be alive and in such a restful place. The stresses of work melt away and Scott’s doctor would approve.
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Comfy and dry: Think of it. We could be sleeping in wet tents somewhere in the Colorado wilderness. The only thing that would make this stay better would be if we could have come when our beloved aunt and uncle are here.
Now this is roughing it!: Believe it or not, this wonderful home is a mere cabin compared to the log mansions nearby. Up here in the hills above Breckenridge, it is very quiet and peaceful. The only thing lacking is oxygen. At 10,400 feet, it’s a bit difficult to breathe and some in our party are feeling quite distressed.
Hanging out the laundry: The hills in the background are across the Breckenridge valley. The town itself is below. The peaks range in height from 12,000 – 14,000 feet and are above the treeline. A bit further east, to the right and unseen, is the fabulous ski resort.
How many pounds are in your tires?: Scott mistakenly starts it all by checking the tires pressures on his Wing as we are getting ready to ride into town for breakfast. He whips out his portable 12 volt air pump to top off his tires and everyone else thinks they should, too. A solid 30 minutes later and we still aren’t done while our empty tummies are rumbling in protest. As we discover some appallingly low pressures, a wide range of emotions are expressed: indifference, dismay, distrust of the tire gauge and the time honored “real men don’t check tire pressures but once a month”.
Lining the bikes up in downtown Breckenridge: That peak off in the distance is 14,000 feet high and there are no trees on it because it’s above the treeline. We saw people wearing t-shirts around town with “Got Air?” on them. Nice. And I don’t think they mean in your tires.
Main Street America at 9,500 feet: By the look of it, you sure wouldn’t guess this town is at 9,500 ft way up in the Colorado Rockies, would you?
Hoosier Pass: While the guys are relaxing around the house, some of them rather uncomfortable due to the thin air, Scott decides to ride up to Hoosier Pass. It’s only a 9 mile ride but it’s a wonderful route up through the high hills.
Hanging out in the kitchen: While Uncle John and Jeff examine the family photos, Joe and Scott, as usual, are pouring over road maps. By the end of the day, Joe and John will decide to leave tomorrow and head for home and lower elevations to ease their high elevation distress.
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