Ready to begin our adventure! We left Belmont at around 11:00 AM.
Somewhere along the way through Nevada.
The setting sun cast some cool shadows of the 4-Runner.
Awesome colors from the sunset.
Cool shot of the sunset behind us in the driver's side mirror.
The next morning after a night sleeping next to a truck full of cows at a rest stop.
We got to Moab at around 2:30 on Saturday. The rest of the crew had already arrived and were busy packing.
The parking lot of the Apache Motel became our staging area.
Brian shows off his tricked out bike which can hold 47 water bottles.
Ryan looks like a midget riding Rob's bike.
The kitchen doubled as a bike storage area, although it did make getting to the sink a bit difficult.
The next morning in the parking structure of the condo complex.
We had breakfast outside the condo check-in office while Rob rode into town to find a replacement crank bolt for me.
Rob was able to find someone in one of the shops who gave him two sets of chain ring bolts, one of which fit. We're all set to go!
The peloton drafts off Rob as we get ready to climb up the paved hill to the Telluride airport.
Ryan and I had the first trailer duty.
The pavement soon turned to dirt as we left Telluride behind us.
The weather was beautiful that day - perfect for riding!
Looking back down at the Telluride airport and the road we just rode up.
Regrouping before riding through the small rock garden.
We took frequent breaks to drink, eat, and just enjoy the scenery.
After a grueling climb and a final stretch too steep to ride, we finally reach the first hut!
Rob's got the ticket. After the tough climb we just did, we all could use one of these.
Rob stakes his bunk for Hut #1.
Judy's first order of business at each hut was to take inventory of the food.
Judy prepares to shot-put her stuff sack, determined to best Rob's last attempt.
Judy perched in her bunk. The limited headroom in this hut was OK for Judy, but not for anyone else.
Crapper #1. These are fairly new and much nicer than we expected.
This is a far cry from the fabled "San Juan Experience" in which your business is done into a trash can, but we weren't complaining.
The mileage for the day. Not a whole lot of miles, but the big elevation gain made it one of our toughest days.
Looking back down at the valley and the trail that we struggled to climb up.
The trail sure doesn't look steep from here, but we were all hurting during the climb up it.
Dave in front of the same lookout point. This was probably one of the best hut viewpoints of the trip.
Group shot at the viewpoint.