Drove up to Molas Pass for a high country ride while in Durango. We decide to go high on the coldest day we had experienced on our trip, plus we were starting at 11,000'. The ride started off bad as the map we had was atrocious. Stick to the latitude 40 maps for those interested, and we couldn't find the starting jeep track, it didn't exist. With the drive there and the looking around for the begining we got a much later start then I was comfortable with. Had planned on riding by no later than 9, it was 10 when we finally got going in the right direction.
I had a 35ish mile ride planned but that didn't happen. After climbing some pristine singletrack for a few hours with an imposing storm looming overhead, we decided to enjoy where we were and then head back. The legs were feeling much better by this time, but they were still spent. Got some killer scenic shots that describe the day quite well.
Ended up with around 20 miles and many smiles for the day. The wind was brutal and the sun was out. The water on the trail was frozen and we were chillin'. Another beautiful day of just riding along. I wish the rest of the posse could have ridden with us, but it was not to be. They were headed across the country in all directions.
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