Private, No Trespassing, Private, Private, stay away you aren’t welcome. I think everything in Aspen must be private, I have never seen so many “Private ” signs in my life. It is a beautiful place, but I have never felt welcome there. I stopped for a minute by the airport outside of town to put on my rain suit and there must have been at least a 100 private jets. It could be my imagination but it sure looked liked the bastard in the Mercedes sneered at me as he drove through the “Private No Trespassing ” sign by the gate where I was parked. With the rain suit on, I cruised through Aspen as fast as I could dodging all the cars who were trying to run over me. I am not kidding, three of them turned left in front of me like I was suppose to stop and let them have the right away even though it was mine. I had to pee, but have tried that in Aspen before and you can forget it, they don’t have public restrooms. I finally made it out of city limits and headed up the road for Independence Pass, my favorite in Colorado. I was going around the last corner before the National Forest and saw this guy flying around looking for a place to pee.
I told him to follow me on the road to Independence Pass
The reason you can’t see me in the next picture is because me and hang glider guy are in the Aspens peeing and guess which way the water runs from here.
I have ridden Independence Pass quite a few times and don’t think I will ever get tired of it. It has it all; curves, perfect scenery, history, ghost towns, and deep drop offs. No guard rails on the side that falls off a 1000 feet really gets the adrenaline going and when it is on your side, you ride in the middle of the road and when it is on the side of the traffic coming towards you they drive on your side! Holy cow get in your own lane dude!!
Once you pass the ghost town of Independence, it is multiple hairpin curves and switchbacks and it always rains. Those are raindrops on the lens in the next photo showing the cool road.
Finally at the top for that all important picture that says ” I did it!” Before I left , I had to be the camera man for three other people so they could say they “Did it!” too.
This is for all you people burning up in the south. Yes, there is still snow up here, nice and cool 53 degrees on this ride. I think that makes the wind chill at 40 mph about 0 and I am dreaming of burning up in Texas.
I have a favorite place on some cliffs that I found about 11 years ago on my first trip through here on a motorcycle. It is at the base of the highest peak in Colorado, Mt. Elbert at 14440 feet and a few miles outside of Twin Lakes Colorado.
A quick biker lunch in Leadville and head north over Tennessee Pass and through the Camp Hale area.
And how can you not stop and take a picture of the Redcliff trestle bridge.
Yes it sucks to be me today! I took my time, stopped a lot, and two passes in one day. It was a good day!
Loaned these guys some loc tite (never leave home without it) to re tighten the exhaust on a Harley. In exchange, they gave me a cold beer. They are all part of the Buffalo Soldiers Riding Club and this chapter was from West Virginia. They had been to Vegas and were now heading home.
Seems like I have been in Colorado for a week now, I could just stay and keep riding these mountains forever, but it is time to head north and see what Wyoming has to offer
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