Today, we jumped into the Durango mountain bike scene. The mountains here are, uh, how should I put this.... MOTHER FREAKING HUGE! We were both gasping for air at 7500+ ft of elevation (and the trail only went up from there) and conquering lots of short, steep hills. There's a reason why everyone in this town looks like an REI model. We made it 10 miles though, up and around two buttes, before we succumbed and enjoyed a long downhill back to the car. Note the picture below of the bones alongside the trail - looks like some other rider wasn't so lucky. (just kidding, they were animal bones!)
Since Durango is a lot like North Conway (touristy and packed with flatlanders on the weekends) we opted to enjoy our patio at the campground and grill the veggies and peaches Jen was so excited to find at a roadside farmstand. (you don't realize how much you miss roadside farmstands until you've spent 3 years in the desert!!)
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