Um, I didn’t run today.
Apparently, I can talk shit about running while on vacation just as well as I can talk shit about my skiing skills. Yeah.
But you know what I did do? I skied hard for seven hours and then proceed to eat and drink my face off.
It started with a Ska Brewing Company Buster Nut Brown Ale (Durango):
Which was kind of funny because I totally used to think I was a ska kid when I was in like ninth grade. I’ll have to do a post about that one sometime.
Anyway…the beer itself was not as memorable as the fun cartoon label. It was dark brown and slightly hoppy and pleasant enough but nothing special.
Followed by meat.
It’s a crappy picture of a delicious steak: grass-fed sirloin from the New Sheridan in downtown Telluride. Puff pastry and fresh rosemary on top. I devoured all twelve ounces of it.
And then more beer:
Scotch Ale, that is. 90 Schilling Scotch from Odell Brewing Co in Fort Collins. I actually wasn’t blown away by this one either: it was enjoyable and very smooth, but a little watery. Definitely no match for a steak.
But overall it was a highly enjoyable evening of eating and drinking. Now, I am resting my weary legs by the fire, procrastinating packing, and plotting distractions for tomorrow’s travel home.
Unless I can figure out a way to stay here permanently in the next twelve hours, I’m leaving my beloved mountains for the boring green hills of the East Coast an 10 AM tomorrow. Suggestions welcome.