Would I say that Colorado was my favorite state of the trip?
Yes. Yes, I would say that Colorado was my favorite state of the trip.
I mean, damn, it was beautiful! The gorges! The peaks! (The stores! The chores!) The sky was a kind of blue you never see in the real world!
And then, we entered Silverton, Colorado, a little strip of heaven just pretty as a picture, so pretty it should wear a bow. Vicky was a bit peckish and Silverton sprang up in the middle of some tedious mountain driving – so we stopped.
Ate at a joint called…
Two words: Pork Sundae. No shit. Pork Sundae. It’s like BBQ heaven – which is not where pigs go when we eat them, sadly enough.
I didn’t want to leave Silverton. I wanted to move there. It’s just so beautiful.
But we couldn’t wait. Utah was calling… on an old phone… collect… because it hated us.