"I’ve always imagined that Colorado is a paradise…"

Personally, road riding–including touring–is all about solitude, letting my mind go, being alone with my thoughts or simply freeing my mind from all considerations. Concentrating on breathing, pedal rotation and riding position, I ride the road bike to relax. Oh ya, I also revel in both the joys of suffering and going silly-fast.
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Mountain-biking, however, is all about fun and excitement. Out on the trails I prefer to ride with friends, both for camaraderie and sometimes for safety.[think of the gash/scar on my left arm] While there certainly is plenty of suffering on the mountain-bike, it’s the roller-coaster ride up and down mountains, weaving between rocks and trees that gets me excited. Without question, the views earned through such suffering are unparalleled. So, when Reilly told me about the mountain-biking to be had in Colorado in September, there was no question; I had to experience this little piece of paradise. And a paradise it truly is.

Over the course of six days, my hosts and I rode seven times on some of the most fabled trails in all the United States. Deep within fir and aspen forests, across sage-covered deserts, up narrow rocky mountain passes and down hard-packed fire-roads; the terrain ever changing, the exhilaration unending. Though we may have only covered 227km/141mi., it was the 4,463m/14,642ft of elevation gain[1251m/4103ft in one day!] that really took my breath away, literally.

Riding at altitudes of 2,400-4,000m/8,000-13,000ft was tough. I found myself not only congested and coughing, but my recovery time increased dramatically. Without question, if I was not as fit as I am, I would have had a miserable time. Instead, I pushed through and am now stronger for the suffering.

After a week spent in the Colorado Rockies, I feel not only stronger as a cyclist, but blessed as an individual. I explored some killer trails, gazed upon vistas of incomparable beauty, spent time with a good buddy while meeting several wonderful people. Like a friend from home said in a text message, “I’ve always imagined that Colorado is a paradise…you are very lucky.” It is and, I am.