The ride today was quick and easy for the most part. The mountains grew on the horizon as we headed west. We stopped in Boone, a small town on the way that’s lost it’s only retail business. A guy from the volunteer fire department chatted with us while we filled our water bottles at the small park there. He confirmed that the mountain off to the northwest was Pike’s Peak. It was brown because the snow had already melted. The Arkansas River nearby is fed by that snow melt but most of it is captured by the reservoirs up stream. By the middle of summer the river at Boone is only a trickle. He and his wife live in Boone because it’s her hometown. She commutes to Pueblo.
We got to Pueblo and took our bikes to Great Divide Ski Bike and Hike, where we'd called ahead to make appointments. We got new chains and had brakes and drive-train inspected and adjusted. Then on to our motel,Santa Fe Inn, a few blocks away.
Tonight we met up with Jules and had a great dinner at Angelos Pizza Parlor on the river. We recounted our experiences together and separate over the past several weeks. It was good to see him again. He’ll take the train to Los Angeles. He’ll wind up in San Francisco where he’ll meet his girlfriend. His blog recounting his travels is here
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Was Pueblo where you were goi g to say goodby to Jules anyway??? Enjoy your rest day
Yes it was.
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