still feeling rough in the morning, but I was so excited to get to Breckenridge that I could've run this 6 miles with my giant pack. maybe. in retrospect, yes.
pretty easy 6, mostly downhill. really not much to report except shit tons of beetle kill trees.
we caught the Summit Stage bus at Tiger Run and headed into town. we stayed at the Fireside Inn, which is lovely and adorable and weird. we showered, took a bath, and sat in a hot tub. then ate, and ate, and ate. and then watched A Fish Called Wanda, which I did not like because I found Kevin Kline annoying. should I turn this into a movie review blog?