We couldn’t find a porter to carry our luggage to our truck so we decided instead to just use one of the rolling luggage carts from the hall. As we approached the elevator there was an older woman waiting for the elevator. She immediately appeared to be giving us the stink eye. Once inside the elevator she made a comment about the luggage cart, wanting to know where we got it. We said from the hall. She immediately made it known to us that she thought we had “hogged the cart” by stating they had been there a few days and hadn’t been able to find one of the carts the entire time. I politely informed her that we just got in last night and the cart was in it’s place when we arrived last night. Walking away from the elevator, she said that people like us were assholes for not allowing anyone else to use the carts. I told her that we didn’t have the cart and she really needed to drop the bitch attitude. She gave me the “I can’t believe you said that look” and stormed to her car. I can’t believe a missing luggage cart could possibly spoil the fun and luxury of La Quinta…
Back on the road, we headed north towards Pagosa Springs, Durango and then up 550 to Ouray and finally Ridgway. Pagosa Springs was a beautiful little town, but was definitely alive with tourists like us. From there we headed on to Durango and made a stop at a grocery store there for some last minute supplies. Durango is the last decent sized city before you head into the San Juan Mountains. After our brief stop, we pulled onto Highway 550 – The Million Dollar Highway.
Highway 550 is known as the San Juan Skyway Scenic Bypass and also famously as “The Million Dollar Highway”. It’s said to have gained that name from the last twelve miles into Ouray when a traveler said after arriving that he wouldn’t drive it again for a million dollars! It’s also said that its because when it was constructed in the late 1880s, it cost over one million dollars per mile. I have no idea what the truth is, but i can tell you that for a lot of people, its the latter. The road goes from simply scenic to a two lane road that can be steep, twisty and narrow enough to make passing trucks or RV’s on curves quite nerve-wracking. There are often several hundred foot drops and one other thing. There is in most places no shoulder so that it may be open space with a cliff less than 10″ from the outside white line of the road. Oh and there are no guard rails, a fact that the locals are very, very proud to point out. I’ve driving the road several times, but it still gets to me. We took one of the pullouts about halfway through to let everyone steady their nerves. Just before Ouray, we pulled over to take a gander at the falls that runs under the highway. A short drive through Ouray we continued on through to Ridgway about ten minutes farther North and our house for the next few days.
The house was nice with a backyard that stretched all the way to the mountains. It didn’t take long to realize that we had neighbors behind us. The field was home to a prairie dog “town”. We unpacked, got settled in and then headed to the True Grit cafe for dinner. The cafe gets its name from the academy award winning movie of the same name, which was filmed in the area. The food was great, cowboy style dinner. I had chicken fried steak that was delicious. They even have food for those weirdo vegans.
We then headed back to the house for the night for some stargazing.