I was away from my office and the Rick's Picks chat room Monday, returning from a weekend with a college buddy, Peter Ricciardelli, who lives in Telluride. The loop that I drove took in some of the most scenic vistas in the Rockies. On Saturday morning, I had dropped my son off for a week of kayaking on the Green River in Utah. We arrived at his rendezvous point a little early, and I mistook a rugged-looking bunch of smokejumpers for kayakers. They had come to Grand Junction, Colorado, from Utah but were being redeployed to Washington State, where, they said, some bad fires had recently erupted. After depositing my son with his river group I headed south to Telluride, pulling into town just as the sun's last, brilliant rays were setting the peaks ablaze. The next morning, Peter and I went aloft in his single-engine Cessna, taking in the scenery from around 17,000 feet. The view from this height is quite different from the one we see from commercial jetliners, which typically fly at more than twice that altitude. Our 45-minute tour overflew the Silverton-Durango train line, a narrow-gauge railroad built in the 1880s to haul ore from the San Juan Mountains. It's one of the top tourist attractions in Southwestern Colorado, and although my wife once worked as a guide for tours that came through that area, we've yet to take a family ride aboard the coal-powered Silverton-Durango train. No Surprises I arrived home early Monday evening, having failed by precious minutes to beat the Denver rush hour. The markets appear to have done little in my absence. We were looking to get short in a few select vehicles, but only Google among them made it to its rally target. This implies the broad averages will soon be
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