I had meant to go for a trail run on the Bakerville-Loveland route, but failed to find its start at the parking lot; just unfriendly scruffy buildings, broken glass and some mushroom foragers. So I started uphill, up the road leading… somewhere. It was a gradient, it was wooded, it was away from the highway, and so passed muster in my hopes for a hike.

Turns out I was schlepping up the road to Gray’s Peak: a scrabbly, rocky route that audibly scraped at the bottoms of vehicles more lowly than flashy SUVs. Ultimately I hiked just thirty minutes of the 14-er destination trail, but along the way was rewarded with quietly rushing streams, skeletons of frontier homes, symmetrical mountains and cotton candy clouds.

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