Colorado Trip, Part 2

Saturday morning after my run, we headed out to tackle some trail running of a different kind.

For those of you that are not aware, Jeff and I share the same fondness for trail running. My preferred version is in my running shoes, while his includes four wheels. One of Jeff’s stipulations for the trip was to explore some of the trails around the area we were staying. So, we met up with another friend to explore the wheeling situation in Colorado.

Travis took us on some really awesome trails. Nothing too technical, but it every single one had KILLER views.

In his element

Freezing my butt off at the summit of the first trail.

The second trail we ran–Kingston Summit–ended at 12,000 ft. At the very top is a little rock fort that visitors have built and continue to add to. Not to be left out, we also left our mark at the top of the summit.

It was an exceptionally fantastic day. We finished around 5pm and headed back to the apartment to change and get ready for dinner. After dinner, we decided it was a good idea (with the help of a few margaritas) to go into Denver to get some more drinks and eventually make our way to Voodoo Donuts. Let me tell yah, an Ol’ Dirty Bastard at 1:00 in the morning was a decision I regretted in the morning. But! I am glad to have finally experienced Voodoo Donuts, and they were pretty good.

Food photography at it’s finest. You’re welcome. This is the Ol’ Dirty Bastard. Yeast donut with chocolate frosting, oreos and peanut butter.

(Forgive me Internet, but I am no connoisseur of donuts and really they tasted like any other donut I’ve ever had. It was good, but I’m just as fine going to Dunkin Donuts and getting a regular ol’ chocolate donut).

Sunday we spent the day just driving around exploring. None of us felt particularly great after Saturday night’s adventuring, so we got a great breakfast in Boulder and spent the morning wandering around. I’m completely in love with that town.

That right there is Flagstaff Mountain. Coincidence? I think not!

We ended up crashing pretty hard mid-afternoon, so we ordered pizza, visited Trader Joe’s (a must for whenever we’re somewhere that has a TJ’s), and got ready to head back home.

Our drive home was uneventful. We perfectly planned it so that we got into Breckenridge as the sun was starting to rise and it was absolutely breathtaking.

Colorado, you did not disappoint. I hope to see you again very, very soon!