Autumn in Colorado

In the spring of 2011, I was counselled by Reilly “You come to Colorado at the end of September and I’ll show you the best mountain-biking in the lower 48.”  So, that fall, I visited Colorado for two weeks. And you know what? He was right.

Colorado colours on Starvation
Jamie atop the Monarch Crest trail. Shorts but long-sleeves; must be autumn
Even the grasses celebrate the arrival of fall, painting the Crest above the tree-line.

Since then, I’ve returned many times to cycle around the Colorado Rocky Mountains in the fall. They never disappoint.

Over the past four weeks I’ve explored the autumnal bliss that drips from every tree, pours off every every trail, blows over every mountain peak. Some days were hot and sunny, other have been cold and overcast. On some occasions, however, that magical fall combination of cool and sunny have blessed my tires.

Philip on Hancock Rd, heading towards Alpine Tunnel. While many have seen their leaves drop, belts of glorious Aspen gold and red still stand.

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First snow.

Continental Divide Trail at 12,000′. Doesn’t get much better than the Alpine Tunnel loop.

While enjoying routes and trails familiar to me, I’ve also taken to paths less travelled, routes people seldom explore. Monarch Crest-Starvation with Jamie; the Alpine Tunnel loop with Philip; Methodist Mountain by myself; plus many shorter rides on the trails easily accessed from town, both alone and with others.

Mount Ouray as seen from the summit of Methodist Mountain.
Riding through an Aspen grove up Spruce Creek.

Two weeks ago it was warm and sunny. Today, it is cold and raining, the air hinting at winter just around the corner. As quickly as my summer in Colorado began, it is nearly over. Between the two, however, I’ll enjoy these last few wisps of autumn.

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