Checked out of the Rodeway Inn in Colorado Springs about 8am. While I was originally planning to take
US-50 through
Canon City,
Gunnison, and
Montrose to
Grand Junction, I changed my mind and am going to
Glenwood Springs via
Aspen. Again, I am glad to have my GPS unit as it helps me navigate out of Colorado Springs on
US-24. I stop for gas in
Woodland Park, Colorado, which has sort of a
Lake Tahoe feel to it (sans lake).
The scenery is nice. After about three hours on the road (
US-24) I branch onto
CO-82, it is quite narrow and steep in places and really not the type of road that I enjoy (
your mileage may vary). Eventually I reached the summit at
Independence Pass on the
Continental Divide. I was happy to have a parking lot to stop at and a trail to stretch my legs. There was really a fairly big crowd of people (about 20 or so) stopped there. Somebody helped me take the obligatory Continental Divide photo so I could have symmetry with
my one taken three weeks ago in New Mexico.
It took about 45 minutes to drive the 20 miles from Independence Pass to
Aspen and I arrived about 12:30. Aspen is a pretty and clean town, but there did not seem to be much happening. I walked around - there are nice houses and bike trail / walking areas. I did not go into any of the fancy boutiques or galleries. Hardly anybody seemed to be around except for gardeners, painters, and maintenance people - I guess all the action is in the winter. I had a difficult time finding a restaurant which was open for lunch and ended up at
Tasters, a sandwich and pizza place (my Italian Sandwich was quite good).
I headed out of town on
CO-82 northwest towards
Glenwood Springs at about 2:30pm. I missed the turn-off to
Woody Creek. I subsequently felt guilty about not paying
homage to
Hunter S. Thompson at the
Woody Creek Tavern. After a bit more than an hour, I reached Glenwood Springs, and got on
I-70 going west. I stopped at a rest area in
Rifle, Colorado for a soft drink and a quick nap.
At about 6:30pm, I arrived in
Fruita, Colorado (just west of
Grand Junction), in search of "
Mike the Headless Chicken". Actually, I had put "Mike the Headless Chicken" in my GPS about a month earlier, and had forgotten exactly what he was. After my GPS indicated that I had passed him, I parked the car and walked around until I found him.
Actually, the "Mike" here,
is a metal sculpture dedicated to the memory of a rooster who lived in Fruita (in the 1940's) without his head for 18 months. It is an
inspiring story of a simple Western Colorado chicken, who through a twist of fate survives his beheading and becomes famous and traveled throughout the United States as an entertainer. Unfortunately, Mike met his demise in March of 1947 in a motel room in Phoenix, Arizona. The city of
Fruita, Colorado has an annual festival to celebrate the life and spirit of
Mike the Headless Chicken.
I would encourage you to Google "Mike the Headless Chicken",
or click here.
Just across the overpass over I-70 is the
Western Slope Vietnam War Memorial. This interesting tribute is open 24 hours, 365 days, has a
'Huey' helicopter, and
Rolling Stone Music.
Crossed the
border into
Utah about 7pm. A
Filipina and her American boyfriend from
Los Angeles also were there taking a photo.
Arrived in
Green River, Utah about 8pm. Went to several hotels, they were either full or
price gouging. Finally, I checked into a room at
Ramada Inn Limited ($84 including tax) - the most expensive room on my road trip (and certainly not the nicest). I could not maintain a
Wi-Fi connection from my room, so I sat in the lobby doing email for about an hour.
Avoid Green River, Colorado if you are looking for a bargain motel room.