Kenga was loaded with every bit of bike and camping gear we owned, and even slowed by child-induced gas station marathons, we made it to Durango in just 8 hours. There was much rejoicing for fresh air and greenery.
After a night at Junction Creek Campground chilling, sleeping late, and watching Alana find new and interesting ways of filthifying and injuring herself, we loaded the 2-bike and the trailer for an afternoon along the Animas River trail.
We stopped at a playground for romping, beers, and some swimming in the river
the path was 15 miles out-and-back, a not-insignificant effort even on the pavement. G’s longest day on the 2-bike, and she did great.
We stopped briefly at the County Fair on the way back to camp so G could ride the ferris wheel. This was our first time doing anything more than passing through Durango, and it has a lot to offer. Easy to get around, and the campground is just outside of town. Turns out a high school friend of mine that I’ve reconnected with on FB lives just down the street – we unfortunately were not able to hook up, but having a friend living 2 miles from camp and at the start of the Colorado Trail is reason to return.
Back at camp, we picked up Kila then headed further up the mountain for an easy hike at 9k along the Animas Valley Overlook before more marshmallows.
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