By the time you're reading this I'll be - with any luck - climbing 12 miles up Humboldt Peak in the Rocky Mountains of southern Colorado.
Here's hoping no one rolls a wheel of cheese down the mountain and all Hell breaks loose.
Stayed last night in the old, charming town of Westcliffe at the foothills. Turns out it ...
Has old, tiny hotels.
Really knows how to party.
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