A couple weeks ago I had the good fortune to take a quick trip out to Colorado to spend some time with Mike Dion, Hunter Weeks, and Matthew Lee (henceforth to be known as the Ride The Divide Guys). Our mission to Del Norte didn't allow for much dallying, but allowed us a quick stop in Salida, both coming and going.
Oddly enough, one of my best friends Wes had just moved away from Salida. Through conversations with him I knew a bit about the town. But talking on the phone about a place doesn't paint a really clear picture of it.
Not that I really know what it is all about now either. But at least I've seen a bit of it. And I liked what I saw. Here are a few quick snaps I took in the brief moments I had.
Enroute to Del Norte our stoppage in Salida was in complete darkness. I coudn't see any of the surrounding peaks, which include a lot of 'fourteeners' I am told. The following morning when we left town there was heavy cloud cover so I still missed those peeks.
But on our return...it was a different picture.
Old brick buildings make a up the bulk of downtown. Snowcapped peaks form a nice frame and I would hope help provide a nice state of mind as well.
I'd heard old cruisers were a big thing in town and that was definitely confirmed, but not before I spotted this Salida fixie. I guess it really is spreading everywhere, huh?
Now I'm no fixed gear guy. Nothing against them. It has just never been my thing and I can honestly say that it will never become my thing either. It isn't a case of 'old dogs can't learn new tricks'. It is a case of 'this old dog doesn't want to learn that new trick'. Just calling it like it is.
In the daylight hour that I did have, the old fat tired cruisers did come to life however. I only wish I could have spent a bit of time hopping around town looking for really great shots. The bikes are there, the buildings are there, and the images are waiting.
Speaking of Absolute Bikes...many thanks to them for their gracious hospitality both at the pub and with the quick accomodations they provided. If you are in town, or even just passing through, be sure to stop in and see a really impressive collection of some of the great historical early mountain bikes.
And now you may commence heckling, for we were not able to ride any of the very fine trails the town has to offer during this visit. But that means there will have to be another trip to Salida. Both for singletrack and photos of the many cruisers that grace the sidewalks of town.
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I love being outside. I prefer to ride on dirt. Or snow. If I was born a hundred years earlier I might have been a polar explorer. There's a great natural world out there to see, smell, taste, listen to, and experience. Life slows down out there and the distractions we've created will disappear if you let them. Give me a backpack and let me go.