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Skiing A-Basin!

I woke up around 8 AM and met up with Kelton at the bus stop near Summit High School.  It took a little over an hour to get to Keystone since the bus stopped in Frisco and Silverthorne beforehand.

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We ended up using my “Help a smurf to A Basin” sign.  Within a few minutes two guys from Denver picked us up.  A bit serious people, but pretty cool since they skied.  The one worked for a brewery and the other in the solar industry. We never did catch their names.

Skiing A-Basin

The lines took about twenty minutes to reach the lift since they only opened the one run.  We used this time to meet some people.  In total we rode down six times over the course of the day.  The slopes mainly granular with patches of powder in certain areas near the treeline.  The tiny crystals in the snow sparkled as the sun beat down across the mountain.  Everyone in the lines, either smoking or drinking beer, before heading up Black Mountain Express.

We ate and ended up calling it a day.  We walked down to the front lot and I put out my thumb to hitch back to Keystone.  Little did I know we’d end up meeting Will, Michelle, and Kristen with whom we’d spend the rest of our day.

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They took us to Loveland Pass to grab some pictures and then we hit up The Goat for some drinks.  Will and I played some intense games of connect four and we all just chatted about random stuff until heading back to his condo across the street.

We ended up meeting up with Tim and Dan and continued to drink.  The party landed in the pool and hot tub, which definitely felt nice with all the cycling, hiking and skiing over the past few days.

I wound up getting pretty drunk.  Will and I hit up the liquor store and pizza shop for some food.  Most the crowd left around 7 and 8 PM. I stuck around and talked to Kristen who invited me skiing A-Basin on Monday.  I’m going to teach her how to ski.

Everyone passed out around 10 PM including myself.  So hitchhiking ended with meeting some pretty cool people. I never saw them again and skiing A-Basin never happened with Kelton or the rest of the crew, but it was a great night of partying and new friends.

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Brian Cray is not a cyclist. He’s not a hitchhiker. He’s not a train hopper or an adrenaline junkie. He’s just an ordinary man with gypsy blood in his veins, who can’t seem to settle down. Nothing defines him. He goes wherever this world takes him on this journey we call life, roaming the world, at will, by any means. He aspires for a life of indefinite travel, a tiny home in the woods for him and his wife, and any work that keeps him wanderin’. Brian Cray is a travel writer at heart, sharing his stories with the world one keystroke at a time.

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