Today I set off towards Ouray at around 8 am with a detour to Telluride. I actually wanted to use Telluride as a starting point to continue up the mountain to Mountain Village. But as is
sometimes the case, things turn out differently than you think.
There wasn't much exciting to see on the way to Telluride. The only thing was that the somewhat flatter area diminished and you now drove straight into the mountains.
After a good 1.5 hours, I arrived in Telluride. Approximately 2 km (1.2 mi) before the town, a mobile display board told me to be careful because of the Blues & Brews Festival. I already had
a bad feeling. Right at the entrance to the town, cars were already parked on the left and right and an information stand had been set up to provide information about the parking situation. I had
actually picked a large free parking lot. But as expected, it was full. Just like the whole town.
Well, what now? Already to Ouray at half past nine? No way. So I looked to see if I could drive directly to Mountain Village. And behold, it's about a 15-minute drive. And even better: they have
a huge free parking garage there. Parked the car, grabbed my things and off I went.
Mountain Village is part of Telluride, but much further up the mountain. The village consists of two parts: the village, which actually only consists of hotels, stores and restaurants and is of
course designed as a winter resort, and one station further on (where I had parked) the so-called Mountain Village Market. There is a supermarket here, where you can shop quite cheaply despite
the location. This makes it a great starting point for skiing, snowboarding etc. The great thing is that they have a free gondola here that goes all the way to Telluride (with one change). And
unlike the chairlifts, which you have to pay for, it is also active in summer.
I went straight down to Telluride to see what kind of festival it was. I didn't see much. I think the main area is a bit out of town. I ended up just walking through the streets and along the
river. In one street they had set up stalls with fruit, vegetables, snacks, odds ans ends and hot food.
After a good hour, I took the gondola back to the village and had a look around before heading back to my starting point. I grabbed some fruit at the market and briefly thought about trying the
freshly cooked chicken noodle soup. But I didn't see any spoons anywhere. If I should have known that the cutlery was available at the exit... Well, no matter.
After my snack, I drove a good hour to Ouray, where I was staying tonight. I stopped briefly at the visitor center (and saw my dinner location on the way) and then walked a short trail to a small
waterfall.
I arrived at the hotel around half past two. What a great hotel. Not a chain. The Hotel Ouray was built in 1893 and has 15 rooms, all in one corridor (see picture). However, the rooms are modern
and the hotel even provides free towels if you want to go to the hot springs (warm water pools). And everything in the kitchen/breakfast room can be used. Really great.
I then walked up and down the main street. Ouray actually only consists of this street. Yes, the town has 9 side streets to the left and right and there are also short paths, but nothing really
earth-shattering. A super small, compact place. And most of the roads are not paved but consist only of gravel.
If you think off everything modern and imagine the main road as a gravel path, you could almost think you're in a town from the Wild West. This flair is unmistakable here.
But that's it for today. I'm going to get something to eat at a BBQ smokehouse later. Tomorrow I'm going to drive along the so-called Million Dollar Highway to Durango. And then maybe a little
further.