6/10 The sun dawned over the same stunning backdrop it had disappeared behind last night. The South San Juans, I thought, blinking, still a bit incredulous. We wound around snow ringed pools of meltwater before dropping into the horseshoe cirque of the Dipping Lakes, source of the East Fork of the Rio Chama. Breakfasted and …
Month: October 2021
Day 53: Into the San Juans
6/9 I fetched gas station coffee, wrote, packed. We probably should’ve gone for breakfast earlier, because we were both snarlingly hangry by the time we checked out and went to Fina’s diner, where the cherry turnovers and service disappointed, but the breakfast burritos lived up to their reputation. The inside was cute, decorated with Coca-Cola …