![]() ![]() Being unable to travel for my usual focus, rock climbing, had made me look for other avenues of exploration. ![]() Over the course of the pandemic, it became my obsession. I’d already been bikepacking and had a great rig, but riding wasn’t my primary focus until COVID hit. I’m part of that wave of people who found biking during that time. Like everyone else, I’d spent the past year mostly inside and mostly local. Questions about what my 190-mile route had in store for me swirled in my head. I was too busy strapping my bags-laden with Idahoan potatoes, salmon packets, and Snickers bars-to my bike to join in the antics. Jess and Eli took photos and danced to music I can’t quite remember. The namesake of the town, the sombrero-like rock structure, was perched above the San Juan River not far away. There are lots of those in this part of the country-steppes and terraces and cattle grates. Jess and Eli dropped me off on the side of the highway in a parking lot next to a cattle grate.
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