I cleaned my bike yesterday and predicted it would rain today. Too easy a prophesy. The weather forecast concurred and we resolved that an early start the next morning should assist in achieving the objective of staying dry. The weather was coming from the south west and we were heading east and north.
Up with the sparrows, we observed very dark clouds heading our way. The Special Advisory spoke about snow and hail and our plans for breakfast in Gunnison were quickly abandoned in favour of an immediate departure and a stop in Salida Colorado. While putting on helmets sand gloves the rain started falling and with the rising sun in our eyes and a storm coming down our backs, we hightailed it out of the town.
We quickly made clear weather but as the road bent somewhat south, we had to keep a close eye on a very black storm a couple of miles to our right. The road eventually straightened to the east and we had some good bends ascending and descending the Monarch Pass before arriving at Salida where we enjoyed a cooked breakfast.
Remembering the ride from Mono Ontario to Scranton Pennsylvania some four weeks earlier, we did not dally over breakfast and proceeded smartly up Co. 291, all the while glancing ahead and to our left. As good fortune would have it, every time we thought we were in for a soaking, the road bent away.
The road was very busy, and we assumed folk were cutting their weekends short to head home because of the weather. Overtaking queues of traffic is so much easier on a powerful bike.
Thus we arrived at our hotel in Denver in good time. We find our washing, some research on things too do and walked to the light rail, the RTD to ride to down town. The RTD cost $4.00 each way. It is modern and clean and an easy ride. From the terminus at Union Station there are many free shuttle buses that take passengers up and down the 16th Street Mall. It is very pretty, with many shops and restaurants set off by a treed median where people sit on chairs and survey the passing parade. The only traffic permitted are the free buyers, horse drawn cabs and bicycles. It is long and, even on a Sunday, busy.
John and I had a decent dinner, walked back to the station and the light rail was taking us back to our station Umm,not quite. In between stations the lights flicker and fail and we glide to a halt. Power failure. It lasted the best part of ninety minutes.
With decent WiFi, I have been uploading photos from the past couple of days. I will write more on Denver tomorrow and upload more photos.