I went to Durango, and all I got was this stupid picture.
Like a dumbass, I forgot to put a memory card in my camera before the trip. The internal memory could hold six pictures and this is one of them. Four wonderful days of great friends(new and old), Telluride, Durango, and a quick stop at Phil’s World to break up the drive. I have been home for just about three hours and I have already cleaned the bike and re-packed the cook kit. I am ready to go again but life’s responsibilities call tomorrow. The road will have to wait for a few weeks when 40 Hands, Caveman, and myself meet up in Leadville to get rowdy and root for our boy Snake. Until then, I’m going to keep staring at this picture and daydream about perfect singletrack, huge views, thin air, and beers above 12,000 feet.
keep it dirty…by