Jefferson was a 46km ride from camp and was the home to the fabled “breakfast to die for”. Whoever said that must have been a lot hungrier than we were because the food leaves a lot to be desired... even 4 days into oatmeal. After breakfast we risk our lives to cross the road and take a second crack at good food at the Jefferson Depot.... so much better, friendly and an all together better atmosphere. We spend a good two hours procrastinating in the courtyard gathering the will to tackle the next climb. About the time we are getting ready to leave a fit looking gentlemen walks by and asks if we are climbing Como pass. We say that wasn’t the plan but ask about it, he tells us it’s a gentle grade up and over Boreas Pass at 11482ft that drops you into Breckeridge right at the brewery. He could have started with brewery because as soon as he said that we were sold. The pass really was lovely, a nice gentle climb for 11 miles that brought us up above the tree line and offered some spectacular views. The decent down the other side was odd, not because of the road but because every single pull off or vaguely flat area had a tent pitched on it... that should have been a warning sign.
We arrive at the brewery just after 6:30pm and have a few beer and burgers, they are good but the worry of finding accommodation is gnawing at me..for good reason.
When we start calling around there is nothing available..anywhere in town for less that $300 US.
Plan B. The nearest town is Frisco, it’s the Squamish to Breckenridge and more importantly it’s mostly down hill. It’s rapidly getting dark as we find the bike path the leads us the 8 miles to Frisco and to our mystery hotel we booked sight unseen on Hotwire. By the time we arrive it’s pitch black but not overly concerning thanks to door to door bike paths. The hotel is your standard 2 star family type place but has a shower and laundry so is a win in my books!
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