Ever since leaving Durango, it’s been challenging continuing on to my next destination. I’ve been on the road for 46 days now and I keep fighting the urge to start making my way back home. But once I arrive at the new town or city, I’m grateful I pushed through those urges and persevered because that’s one more place and experience I’ve had on this journey. I don’t think it’s so much a feeling of loneliness that is causing this because I generally fair well with being alone and doing things by myself, but it’s more Continue reading “Homesick”
Telluride, O Telluride!
Driving along Hwy 145 on my way to Telluride reminded me of driving up to Stevens Pass on Hwy 2. Towering green mountains were all around me while the Dolores River flowed alongside the highway. Sometimes it would open to a pretty green meadow blanketed with yellow flowers (which were probably weeds). Shortly after I got over Lizard Head Pass at 10,222ft of elevation (by comparison, Stevens Pass is 4,062ft), Continue reading “Telluride, O Telluride!”
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