I Am Officially A Transient
There are so many other titles that would have worked for this post, but I think that does a good job encompassing all the details of my present state. Pictures would do it great justice, but since I have unsuccessfully tried all options of obtaining a card reader out here, they will have to wait a few days. Stay tuned.
The pertinent part of the saga began last Wednesday when I was en route to pick up a friend of mine from the Montrose, CO airport. About 40 miles out, my pretty car encountered a boulder that had previously been careening down the mountain to my right. All details aside, my car was left undriveable. AAA dropped the ball and left me and my car sitting in the middle of the highway for 2 hours. Eventually it was towed, and we came up with a plan to get us to Telluride, the initial final destination (also approximately 100 miles from my car). I was pretty calm and collected during all of this (except when I was transferred to the 5th person at AAA, at which point I lost my head for about 10 minutes), and was determined not to let it ruin my weekend.
Fast-forward to Thursday through Sunday. The reason for our visit to Telluride was that my friend was competing in skiercross in the Jeep King of the Mountain event. Although he was just seconds from qualifying on Thursday, we still had a good time; the potential for early nights, early mornings, and lots of competition was substituted with a much more lax schedule of free-riding, live music, and alcohol consumption. Kinetix was a band that we were turned onto by a couple of people at the bar the afternoon before they played. I was really impressed. Michael Franti put on an amazing show (as always). I would suggest seeing both of them if they come to your neck of the woods. We didn't get much snow while we were here, but the riding was decent. There was ample amount of time spent at Tracks Bar (and Cafe). I think that pretty much sums it up.
Meanwhile, my insurance company was taking their sweet time getting the ball rolling for me to get back on the road. I was really hoping they would total it out. I even offered someone a few hundred bucks to set it on fire...
Anyway, Sunday comes (the planned departure day for the both of us) and I am clearly not going anywhere. We brainstormed and discussed my options a few times over the week, and they were not looking good. Usually I am pretty good about coming up with viable solutions to complex problems, but this situation was an exception. I opted for staying in Telluride, as it really isn't the worst place in the world to be stuck for a few days. I may have had a slight, very uncharacteristic-of-me mental collapse within the first 5 minutes that I was alone here, but have since dragged myself out of that rut, albeit still a little despondent. I have moved twice since our check-out yesterday. I think I am finally settled. If I have to haul around my ridiculous amount of luggage again, I might lose it.
There were some more bumps in the road, but for now I am waiting out the car repairs, at which point I need to figure out how to get myself near Hotchkiss (aka, the middle of nowhere, CO). I will be here, snowboarding, shopping, and hanging out until at least Wednesday. For reasons I can't elaborate on publicly, this actually isn't going to end up being a bad deal (knock on wood). Possibly a blessing in disguise.
The pertinent part of the saga began last Wednesday when I was en route to pick up a friend of mine from the Montrose, CO airport. About 40 miles out, my pretty car encountered a boulder that had previously been careening down the mountain to my right. All details aside, my car was left undriveable. AAA dropped the ball and left me and my car sitting in the middle of the highway for 2 hours. Eventually it was towed, and we came up with a plan to get us to Telluride, the initial final destination (also approximately 100 miles from my car). I was pretty calm and collected during all of this (except when I was transferred to the 5th person at AAA, at which point I lost my head for about 10 minutes), and was determined not to let it ruin my weekend.
Fast-forward to Thursday through Sunday. The reason for our visit to Telluride was that my friend was competing in skiercross in the Jeep King of the Mountain event. Although he was just seconds from qualifying on Thursday, we still had a good time; the potential for early nights, early mornings, and lots of competition was substituted with a much more lax schedule of free-riding, live music, and alcohol consumption. Kinetix was a band that we were turned onto by a couple of people at the bar the afternoon before they played. I was really impressed. Michael Franti put on an amazing show (as always). I would suggest seeing both of them if they come to your neck of the woods. We didn't get much snow while we were here, but the riding was decent. There was ample amount of time spent at Tracks Bar (and Cafe). I think that pretty much sums it up.
Meanwhile, my insurance company was taking their sweet time getting the ball rolling for me to get back on the road. I was really hoping they would total it out. I even offered someone a few hundred bucks to set it on fire...
Anyway, Sunday comes (the planned departure day for the both of us) and I am clearly not going anywhere. We brainstormed and discussed my options a few times over the week, and they were not looking good. Usually I am pretty good about coming up with viable solutions to complex problems, but this situation was an exception. I opted for staying in Telluride, as it really isn't the worst place in the world to be stuck for a few days. I may have had a slight, very uncharacteristic-of-me mental collapse within the first 5 minutes that I was alone here, but have since dragged myself out of that rut, albeit still a little despondent. I have moved twice since our check-out yesterday. I think I am finally settled. If I have to haul around my ridiculous amount of luggage again, I might lose it.
There were some more bumps in the road, but for now I am waiting out the car repairs, at which point I need to figure out how to get myself near Hotchkiss (aka, the middle of nowhere, CO). I will be here, snowboarding, shopping, and hanging out until at least Wednesday. For reasons I can't elaborate on publicly, this actually isn't going to end up being a bad deal (knock on wood). Possibly a blessing in disguise.
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