Weekend in Colorado
The whining began about a hundred miles from home. “What were we thinking? We can’t drive all night. We’re not nineteen. Let’s turn around and go home so we can sleep.”
It continued intermittently for another eight hours until we stopped at Dillon, Colorado, for gas at around 3 a.m. (4 o’clock our time). We unfolded our bodies from their cramped positions inside the car and took in big breaths of pine-scented mountain air. Nowhere else in the world smells as good as the Rockies. Only one more hour to go. Thank goodness we were foolish enough to forget that people our age need sleep. Let the festivities begin!
For the next three days we followed Stages 4, 5, and 6 of the USA Pro Cycling Challenge in Colorado. After a few hours’ sleep the first night (morning, really), we caught the start of Stage 4 in Avon. The following day, we drove to the top of Rabbit Ears pass outside Steamboat Springs to see the King of the Mountain jersey captured by Walter Fernando Pedraza Morales with his extra-large Columbian lungs. And on Sunday we joined tens of thousands of fans in downtown Denver for the deafening final laps.
There was no whining on the long ride back home, only talk of next year. What a weekend.