Into Silverton

Once again, it rained really hard through the night, but I was warm and dry. I putzed around a little in the morning before getting going - it was only a 9 mile hike into Silverton. On the way in I passed a really cool little spot, with some Beaver ponds and Arrow and Vestal peaks in the background:









The mountain range here is called the Grenadiers - it's not a huge range of mountains, but very distinctive:









I also crossed over the Durango-Silverton railroad line, an old steam engine line that now runs as a tourist attraction - the cheater's way into Silverton on the CT.









It only took me a few minutes to hitch a ride into Silverton in the back of a pickup truck. The town was really busy when I got there - the train had just arrived, and the town was full of people. That combined with the 4th of July weekend reminants, and all the locals seemed pretty harried. But after the last train left it got a lot quieter - it's a cute little town. I had mexican food for dinner, and it was actually good! Must be getting closer to New Mexico.