On our second day in Telluride, we knew we wanted to spend every waking minute outdoors enjoying the incredible San Juan views and cool, late spring mountain air. Originally, we had a 10+ mile hike planned to Blue Lake, a secluded alpine lake with, you guessed it - bright turquoise blue waters. Due to an unstable forecast though, we decided to do just the first portion of the hike which started from where we had taken pictures the night before and ended at the top of Bridal Veil Falls. Despite the shorter distance, just over 3.5 miles roundtrip, and having lived at higher altitude for the last year, it was anything but easy hiking to the tallest (365 ft.) free falling waterfall in Colorado. A front moved in as we neared the top of the falls pelting us with tiny snow pellets. Thankful we had decided to forego the longer hike, we made a quick stop at the falls and promptly turned to head back down the steep, gravel path and headed back into town. Once back on the valley floor, the clouds cleared out and made way for a glorious, blue sky afternoon. After wandering around town to simply marvel at the incredible views and homes, many of which were for sale and dissapointingly cost well over $1 million (!), we decided to once again take the gondola up and over the mountain to Mountain Village. Mountain Village turned out to be the place to be that afternoon. As I waited out on the patio for Johnny to grab us some coffee, Sophia Bush, who was in town for the Mountainfilm Festival, stopped by to giggle at Winslow as he hid under a chair. Not long after she ran into Johnny (literally) in the coffee shop, said "hi" and hurried off. Aaron Paul, from Breaking Bad, also scurried by as we sat enjoying our coffee as did several other big names in the film and music world. When we had finished our people watching in Mountain Village, we headed one stop down the mountain to the San Sophia Overlook. This dreamy, popular wedding and elopement venue was surprisingly vacant and so we spent several hours watching the light change as the sun set behind us. Johnny happily explored the empty ski lifts and various control centers for Lift #7 while Winslow and I basked in the waning sun with the tiny town of Telluride at our feet. Once the sun set and the cold became unbearable, we retreated back down the mountain in arguably the most amazing form of transportation ever invented. On our last ride we shared our gondola with a recent resident of Telluride who had previously been living in Bozeman - his "gateway to the West and ski country." An easy going, stereotypical 20-something ski bum, he and Johnny reminisced over Big Sky and Bridger Bowl while Winslow inched his way closer and closer to his new friend, finally settling down in his lap for the last half of the ride. He told us he believes dogs can read energies and I don't doubt it because after the long day Winslow seemed more than happy to fall asleep in some stranger's lap, even if just for 5 minutes. And for us, we were more than happy to just grab Thai takeout and catch up on some cable in our hotel room on our last night in Telluride.
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