Pinon Court Cabins
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... and freezing cold, followed by sixteen miles of descent to the tiny town of Sargents. In sunny weather, this would have been a dream descent, but we arrived in Sargents dangerously cold and headed straight into the cafe to guzzle four hot chocolates, two coffees, a packet of crisps and two cookies. We had planned to ride 65 miles today to get us up and over Cochetopa Pass, but we called it a day ten miles short to wild camp at Upper Dome Reservoir. From the tent, we have ...
... in one of the barns for $25 with use of the ranch kitchen and one of the bedroom showers. Matt was a little annoyed by the price until we opened the door to the ranch. It's a $4.5 million dollar property and we were the only two people rattling around inside! We're currently in the lounge area, just preparing ourselves for the move from mahogany table to barn floor. We walked over to the barn expecting horse manure, straw and animals. Instead it had been converted for use as ...
Bright and early we were up. What were we thinking camping by a creek during a cold snap in Fall in CO? But it was beautiful and well worth it. We packed up (which is quite an ordeal, luggage and camping gear in soft bags) fairly quickly and headed into town to the Yamaha/ Beta dealer where I had had my new tires shipped. Owner is the only guy that works there, turned out to ...
An excerpt from:
"Hózhóogo Naasháa Doo"
“In Beauty May I Walk”- Navajo Prayer
With beauty before me may I walk
With beauty behind me may I walk
With beauty above me may I walk
With beauty all around me,
may I walk.
I love the perfect simplicity of this poem. I just spent a week traversing Navaho Reservation territories in Utah and Arizona and I have seen firsthand ...
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