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On a trip

Photo by: Tim Bindner

It’s that time of year again. It is VACATION TIME! Marcie, and I have been anxiously waiting for another long vacation.

We are Colorado bound. I will describe my trip in future posts.

Getting ready for these trips isn’t a lot of fun, but the anticipation makes up for it. There is packing, making lists, ensuring flights, rental car, airport parking, and accommodations are secure. We also must budget out money for meals, gas and whatever else may come our way.

We have tentatively planned out locations to visit and routes to get there, but for now, only one spot is solidified (other than where we are staying). One location we are excited to see is outside Marble, CO. Accessible along a narrow dirt path at a location called Crystal Mill.

As an amateur photographer, this location (and Colorado mountains) is my Valhalla. Crystal Mill is about 9.1 miles round trip, and you will gain over 1,000 feet of elevation. There are no amenities on the trail, and the route is described on one website as “very rocky”. Our mode of transportation for this leg of our adventure is what I just rented. A Can-Am Commander XT we will drive to Crystal Mill.

Marcie and I will leave our rental car in Marble, hop in the above UTV and head along the trail until we reach the mill. Marble and this entire area have no cell service and I will rely on Marcie to be the driver while I gaze and take pictures along the route.

Our mail is stopped. House sitters are watching. We are currently in the air (depending on when you are reading this). Adventure time is only a few hours off.

Marcie will probably post of our adventures as we go on Facebook. I will do so upon our return.

Until next time,

Tim

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