We had been going too fast, much too fast, we had promised ourselves that this trip we would do things properly, we weren’t in a hurry we have all the time in the world (though not really, maths tell us we’re already behind and we haven’t got enough time to do the whole country). But unfortunately we had put Milly the sloth in the cupboard and forgotten all of this. However we got it back on track this week. Lucky us to help slow down Colorado has what you might call very liberal laws so we took full advantage and did some free camping in beautiful surroundings whilst relaxing.
We started in Mesa Verde to see some ancient cave dwellings then headed on to Durango; which we will both admit is a wicked name. Durango is a small town that looks lost in time but is very modern in the fact that it has 5 microbreweries. Apparently microbreweries are literally rejuvenating the American economy and Durango is leading the way. We haven’t been out in the evening much, to be honest we weren’t even out late in Las Vegas (didn’t like it, don’t get it, moving on) but we decided to do a tour of the breweries and try a flight of each of their beers. Jonathan thought they all had too much flavour (seriously) but I enjoyed them all, the rest of the world is grossly misinformed about our beer it is not all flavourless. We stumbled back to Milton whom has resting on a beautiful street lines with cherry blossoms, transitioned to night mode and slept like logs.
The next day we gathered some supplies and headed into the mountains. We parked up in a free spot beside a mountain stream for a few days and sampled some of Colorado’s newest products. Kaegogi discovered the joys of mountain streams, seriously the pup drank the water and then ran and leaped about, I feel like we should bottle it and sell it as Puppy Power, the pet sports drink. He’s never leaped over anything and he jumped three logs like he was in a steeplechase.
After that we just carried on from mountain pass to mountain pass, we parked up one night and saw a man fly fishing in the river while the goats we was tending grazed nearby. It’s a different sort of life, and I don’t know who lives in these mountain pass towns or how they make any money whatsoever but it’s a question we seem to ask a lot all over the world so they must be doing something. One man in these mountains is building a castle. Literally, how or why no idea, we couldn’t get a clear answer. He’s apparently been working on it for 40 years (honestly it doesn’t show), high up in the mountains, grossly out of our way, we drove to have a look. It was… interesting, cool, a bit scary, gothic, wayward and clearly a work of the deranged but worth the drive. More… special people in the middle of nowhere should build special things...