The road climbed between Rico and Telluride. I passed some high mountain camps
and scenic view pull-offs along the way. There were quite a few primitive RV campers on the
side roads off of the highway north. This was too primitive for me.
These pictures were taken on my trip back south from Ridgway.
It was not a busy day on the streets of Telluride, as you can see.
However, on the day I first arrived in Telluride... going north from Rico... before
going on to Ridgway... there was a mushroom festival, and the town was crazy
busy with people. The reason you have to go so slow is because the blocks
are short, and at every intersection there are people crossing to the other side.
There is also single lane parking right down the middle of the street, for which
you must get a permit. I figured that these spots are intended for the shop owners.
Telluride has four or five blocks of small stores... some that look not six feet wide.
It is known as a hippie haven... and there are shops that cater to the hip people.
There are also street venders. I didn't get out of my van to walk around... but... if I
saw correctly... and if I remember correctly... Burrito for $13.00. There are benches
along the sidewalks, and there were many people using them... people watching.
I remember one couple... having a great time... laughing.
I couldn't help but feel that... well... I just wasn't cool enough to walk down the
streets of Telluride... or rich enough. The cost of living is outrageous there... and I
wouldn't even bother to go into a shop. What was I going to buy anyway...? And...
no... I didn't see the cannabis shop, either.
I did not feel at home in Telluride. I didn't even want to camp. I drove on to Ridgway.