As mountain memories are fading into the past, I remembered that I hadn’t actually written anything about our ski holiday yet – an omission I am delighted to rectify.
The sixth day of our trip began with an epic breakfast in the Strater’s beautiful mahogany dining room, then it was back on the road for a long day of driving.
In a radical departure from the roadtrip ethos, we didn’t actually get in the car at all today. Instead we wandered rather aimlessly around Durango, checking out a good selection of attractive independent shops and cafes as we went. Continue reading
Today began with the best breakfast of the trip so far – a hearty cooked meal at the restaurant, Hogan’s, adjacent to our hotel. Tom had a plentiful portion of biscuits and sausage gravy, whilst I stuck with the tried-and-tested combination of fried eggs, bacon and potatoes. Then we had a quick look around the local trading post, and a very interesting exhibit about WWII Navajo code talkers, before getting on the road.