Saturday, June 25, 2011

Day 9: Denver, CO to Vernal, UT

Met up this morning with Tim's brother Ken and his wife Lisa and headed to the rockies.











It didn't take long to get above 8,000 feet into thinner air and cooler temperatures. We had breakfast at the Sundance Cafe near Nederland, CO. A great view and great food.











Check out the French toast made from French bread!









We passed through the towns of Nederland and Estes Park before getting to the entrance to Rocky Mountain National park. Both towns looked like fun places to visit.










We just kept going up and up.











I actually got a nosebleed probably around 10,000 feet.
















Around 11,000 feet:



























I'm pretty sure this is the highest I've ever been on my bike. Over 12,000 feet! We were below sea level in New Orleans a few days ago.









We took off our jackets at the other end of the park. At the top, it got down to around 58 degrees. It was over 80 at the bottom.











Granby Lake. No one would swim with me. It was probably ice cold anyway.











We gassed up in Granby and parted ways with Tim's kinfolk. (pics of them are on my Gopro camera)











We decided here that we could make it to Vernal for the night, which was 240 miles. We had already gone 200 miles so it was going to be tough.











Lunch (at about 5pm) was at "Freshies" in Steamboat Springs. We could hear the Yampa river from our table.

Tim and I had steak tacos (don't worry, I didn't touch the avocado) and pineapple (instead of fries or onion rings). I'm trying to gradually prepare myself for the drastic reduction to my daily calorie intake when I get home tomorrow.











Doug had a bleu cheese burger with a salad.









The ride to Vernal was pretty--the sunset was nice and the roads were virtually empty. We would ride through very cold pockets of air, and then warm right back up. Stopped here to put my hoodie on and in the process got three or four mosquito bites on my head.


The bugs were so bad that we stopped to clean our windshields two or three times. My camera was covered in dead bugs.


It was dark when we rolled into Vernal. Nice to see a Maverik and be in Utah.



We had a quick burger at Sonic which was not worthy of being documented here.










In bed at midnight. So excited to get home tomorrow. We've ridden over 3,000 miles so far. Only 180 miles to go!



1 comments:

Crystal said...

Your posts have made me hungry and now I really want to buy a motorcycle. What an adventure!