Gang-banged tracked-out crud did not dissuade us!

20 hours of driving for a 40 hour blitz in Colorado did not dissuade us!

Wobbly first-day legs did not dissuade us!

Wolf Creek overrun by Texans and Okies who wander like cows on the slopes did not dissuade us!

Almost smashing into an elk did not dissuade us! But it came close.   James is driving the last 30 min into Pagosa Springs, when i shout out “DEER! DEER! DEER!” He screeches to a stop about 4 feet from it, when it finally decides to get off the road.   James through his mountain-man beard, and Ray through his steady hunter’s eyes, both flatly say “That was an elk“.   ‘Scuse the fuck outta me for saving our lives…

and the Texan who took couldn’t figure out the point-and-click camera. Thanks again Hoss!

were the writing on the back of the Ska Brewing truck at all legible, it would say ‘Responsible for more strikes than 19th century labor conditions’. We had the red for dinner at Homeslice in Durango.

James stampedes the Glory Hole