From the frying pan, directly to the icebox. As soon as I got to Ouray, it started raining, and was clearly getting ready to dump, so I booked.
The heavy rains caught me after Gunnison and pretty much hung over me the whole way to Breckenridge. I should have come here a month ago and put out your fires!
Jul 27 on a rainy Monarch Pass.

Pretty miserably heavy rain followed me the whole way. My goretex motorcycle suit works pretty well, but I might as well have been scuba diving, as hard as that rain was.
I was hypothermic and all my clothes & luggage were sopping wet when I got to Breckenridge. Fortunately the hotel had washers & dryers. It continued raining pretty steadily for both days I was there.

Being from San Diego, my poor Goldwing ain't used to this kind of shabby treatment.


It was sunny & lovely in Manitou Springs when I decided to jet down to Colo Spgs for a water-bottle belt, so I could hike up Barr Trail until my bicycle arrived.
Of course it started dumping heavy rain on the way back.


More to come soon. Heading home for dinner & such.