The next morning
we headed north on Highway 550 toward Montrose.
We stopped a short ways out of town in a little camping area where
Yancey found one called “The Squirrel Stash”.
We didn’t stop again until we were east of Montrose on Highway 50. When we turned east at Montrose the sun was
right in my eyes and I had trouble reading my GPS. Consequently, it took quite a while getting
through town due to some missed turns.
We picked up some more along Highway 50. Along this stretch
a dude tried to show me he could drive his Volvo better than I could ride my
Triumph on the twisty hilly road. After
a little back and forth he relented. I
had gotten quite a ways in front of Yancey on this stretch so I stopped and
waited at a roadside geocache. It was
shady and he zoomed right past me. As
soon as I got the cache I started after him but I knew I could never catch
him. After a short distance I got
stopped at a road construction site. I
tried to call Yancey and as luck would have it he had stopped and climbed a
hill to take some pictures just a little ways down the road so we quickly got
back together.
Our planned route called for us turning south on Highway 149 west of Gunnison but due to fuel concerns we went on it to Gunnison to fuel up. We then retraced back to 149. Highway 149 was a very scenic route in high desert country with almost no traffic. At South Fork we veered southwest on Highway 160. We stopped a little ways past South Fork to pick up one in
Pagosa Springs |
Working the combo |
Teen Tribute |
We continued south
on 160 and went over Wolf
Creek Pass
and even stopped in downtown Pagosa Springs.
I got a kick out of that but Yancey had never heard of the C.J. McCall
song “Wolf Creek Pass ”. What a city slicker! We picked up an Archuleta County
cache there at an Eagle Scout project in a park. We left 160 for Highway 84 heading south to New Mexico . It was beautiful country that Yancey
particularly liked. We just made a
little loop in New Mexico
and stopped for one cache called “All Aboard” on Highway 17 after we had turned
back north. It was a rather clever one
that required you to figure out a combination on a lock to access the
cache. There was a little operating railroad
there for tourists.
Railway in Chama, NM |
We continued north
back into Colorado
and stopped at a 10,000 foot pass to get a cache that required a hike up the
mountain side. It was a beautiful view
and I gave it a Favorite point. Again it
was late when we got in to Alamosa.
Every day we had been on the road in excess of 12 hours. We stayed at another Super 8 in Alamosa and
went to a Mexican restaurant recommended by the clerk at the motel. It wasn’t up to Yancey’s standards (he’s a
real Mexican food aficionado) but I thought it was good. The only problem is that we got the buffet
and as often happens in that situation I ate so much I was uncomfortable.
Veterans' Memorial |
After breakfast we
headed east on Highway 160 toward Walsenburg.
We took a side trip on a very washboardy gravel road to get a “Veterans’
Memorial” cache for Costilla County . Our first cache for Huerfano County
was also down a gravel road but we elected to hike rather than ride this
one. The coordinates were off and we
almost gave up before finally locating it.
We found one more for this county which was a kind of memorial for a
teenager who had been killed. At this
spot we had an interaction with a state patrolwoman who pulled up on the
shoulder apparently to meet another patrolman who showed up shortly. Colorado
must give their cops good training in PR because she was exceptionally cordial
as was the patrolman we encountered on our trip the year before.
Before reaching Walsenburg we turned northwest on Highway 69 toward
Silver Cliff. This was hot desert
country with little traffic. At Silver
Cliff we turned east on Highway 96 and attempted six caches between there and Florence finding only
three. Florence is where the Supermax Prison complex
is and it is HUGE. It’s where they house
the baddest of the bad. I had just read
a Tom Clancy novel that told about the place.
We were now on the home stretch for this leg of our mission lacing only El Paso County
as we headed toward Colorado Springs . We managed two caches for that county – one at
a lone grave on a steep hillside and the other at a pet cemetery.
Now the fun began. We got on
Interstate 25 and even Yancey said it was about the worst traffic he had ever
seen. It seemed to go for hours – speed up
and then slam on the brakes and crawl for a while. Finally as we got into Denver Yancey put us
on some kind of expressway legal for motorcycles and we flew past those poor
miserable souls on the regular Interstate.
It was good to get back to Thornton
far a day’s rest.
2 comments:
Lookin' good in those Champion shirts, Dad! ;)
Get him more Champion shirts!
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