I'm way behind on updating on my trip and my computer is giving me shit about the pictures I'm trying to upload. So this will be in several posts. I got Ryan a dashboard Jesus for the trip. He is a miracle worker, above him looms a big penis someone painted on Ryan's windshield. The trip out was alright, the ipod performed admirably. There was a wreck on Monarch pass so we had to drive to cottonwood adding three hours onto the 13 hour drive. On the way down the pass the ipod played "Damn it feels good to be a gangster".
Ahhh the cabin as seen from spring creek. Looks cool and inviting doesn't it? If you've never been here start sucking up to Ryan now so you'll get invited. The cabin is the only reason I'm friends with him. When we got here we had to book it to get it opened before dark.
Here we are at the pizza place in Crested Butte. In front of Ryan is my glass of fat tire. The two of us drank a pitcher a piece in just an hour or so.