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We just returned from a 5-day trip to Aspen. Wife was doing a work conference and we brought the grandparents along for quality time with the kids (aka free babysitting
) which left me with a good chunk of time for riding and running every day.
Seems like now a days the millionaires live down in Glenwood, the multi-millionaires live down in Carbondale, and the princes from the Middle East live in Aspen. With armies of low-wage folks driving hours from down the road where they can afford to live, the town has every stone in the river hand placed, every weed plucked, and every blade of green grass perfectly trimmed.
But, if you don't think about how it all works too much, it actually makes a damn fine place to visit. You can find downright world-class classical music on the streets every night and parks for the kids that rival Disneyland. I found hoards of folks in the first mile of dirt -- then like magic they all disappeared. In two big days of mt biking I crossed paths with exactly 3 other riders!
Does your local City Park look like this?
We drove over the pass through hours of rain and fog, and the rain continued into Saturday and Sunday so those days set up nicely for trail runs. But Monday dawned clear, so I headed out on the bike and discovered they named the place "Aspen" for a reason:
I managed to find a combination of sweet trails, awe-inducing views, and solitude that left me with a nice endorphin-supplemented buzz.
Tuesday set up perfectly for a 16 mile round trip hike/run to a (normally overcrowded and) famous hot spring pearched up at 11,200 feet.
Then Wednesday morning before heading home I hit the Government Trail -- Aspen's most talked-up and hyped mt biking spot. I road from Aspen on paved trails that seemed to wind all over hell and gone, but with nice scenery and including a little mini Alpe d'Heuz-esque set of steep switchbacks. Then jumped on single track back to town. Even with the hype, I was impressed. This is a great trail with outstanding flow, scenery and variety. I imagine in mid-September when the leaves change, this trail must be that much more spectacular.
Near the end of the ride I flatted when a arrowhead-shaped piece of shale was somehow shot into my tire.
All-in-all a great trip. Not exacty a mountain biking mecca, and attitude everywhere, but a facinating visit for arts and culture with loads of great outdoor spots to explore
Seems like now a days the millionaires live down in Glenwood, the multi-millionaires live down in Carbondale, and the princes from the Middle East live in Aspen. With armies of low-wage folks driving hours from down the road where they can afford to live, the town has every stone in the river hand placed, every weed plucked, and every blade of green grass perfectly trimmed.



But, if you don't think about how it all works too much, it actually makes a damn fine place to visit. You can find downright world-class classical music on the streets every night and parks for the kids that rival Disneyland. I found hoards of folks in the first mile of dirt -- then like magic they all disappeared. In two big days of mt biking I crossed paths with exactly 3 other riders!
Does your local City Park look like this?


We drove over the pass through hours of rain and fog, and the rain continued into Saturday and Sunday so those days set up nicely for trail runs. But Monday dawned clear, so I headed out on the bike and discovered they named the place "Aspen" for a reason:


I managed to find a combination of sweet trails, awe-inducing views, and solitude that left me with a nice endorphin-supplemented buzz.


Tuesday set up perfectly for a 16 mile round trip hike/run to a (normally overcrowded and) famous hot spring pearched up at 11,200 feet.



Then Wednesday morning before heading home I hit the Government Trail -- Aspen's most talked-up and hyped mt biking spot. I road from Aspen on paved trails that seemed to wind all over hell and gone, but with nice scenery and including a little mini Alpe d'Heuz-esque set of steep switchbacks. Then jumped on single track back to town. Even with the hype, I was impressed. This is a great trail with outstanding flow, scenery and variety. I imagine in mid-September when the leaves change, this trail must be that much more spectacular.


Near the end of the ride I flatted when a arrowhead-shaped piece of shale was somehow shot into my tire.

All-in-all a great trip. Not exacty a mountain biking mecca, and attitude everywhere, but a facinating visit for arts and culture with loads of great outdoor spots to explore