I'm not sure how to feel about the amount of traveling I've done since the majority of the began their quarantine. Maybe I'll get some flack for this. For some, 2020 has been the worst year ever. For me? I've been doing alright.
The New Year brought us blower pow, storm days, and the occasional sunshine.
In the middle of February, we had a wild storm. 54 hours later, we were allowed outside.
Mid March, things got a little weird.
My birthday was Friday, March 13th. I had to get out of town. I scrambled out, wondering what all this COVID ruckus was about.
I went to Moab, and shot for a 27.9 mie ride for not-quite my 30th Birthday. I rode solo.
Later that evening, I met with a friend in town for drinks. We said “hi” with a tap of the ankle.
I woke up on a friends floor, moderately hungover, for my 28th birthday. I opted out of a morning ride and headed North to Alta.
Arriving around noon, I went straight to the bar to visit a friend from home, who had ventured to Alta the same year I did. He left that first Spring, enlisting in the Navy.
I heard murmurs about the Collins lift, still being closed.
A few more friends were in and out, a few more beers drowned.
Later we went to the Peruvian, who would know it was the last of its kind.
Saturday I tried to catch up on work, never strapping my skis on.
Saturday evening, we got the news. Alta would be closing for the indefinite future. No more drinks were served at the PDog.
The next few weeks were full of confusion and hope. Did I still have a job? Where are my friends going?
The beginning of April, it started snowing again. The resort opened for Uphill travel and uphill we went.
Uncontrolled but familiar, a few slides went big.
May was wild. Bikes. Skis. Whatever.
Moab is closed? Lets camp in San Juan County.
“You’re their problem now” said the Sherriffs.
From here we can Ski, Bike, Drink.
Work? Nah. No one else is.
St. George? Sounds dope.
A weekend at home? But it’s a holiday.
Damn, biking is cool.
“Suggested for you” Facebook Marketplace. Damn, how’d they know?!
Gotta try it out. 48 Hours after purchase we’re headed to the San Juan
Shoot, that was fun. Should we do it again?
Fuck it’s hot out, let’s go to the hottest place imagineable. I'll stay up all night because it might be cool then.
Boy oh boy, this truck sucks on gas and I haven’t driven my car much. Time to consolidate. What’s that in the sky?
That place was pretty cool, let's go back.
I have a terrible idea. Lets float 80 miles of flat water in a not-very-sporty-boat. Bored? Try some of this. Bonus points if we make it to the Confluence at 4 am on the second day.
Better try it once more, just to be sure.
Holy shit, have you tried biking?
WTF Is this?
That’s cool, but how much will I get to use my boat?
Shit, once more, I guess.
turned'n'burned to Moab for a Whole Enchilada.
What’s next?
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