Not the Avalanche or the Broncos but the whole state. This is what I’ve learned in my week stay in the mile high state.

• You can not hit pedistrians like you can in Illinois. There are special signs in the middle of the roading pointing out that you must stop for pedestrians – “It’s state law.”
• People bike everywhere. Every city we’ve been to: Estes Park, Fort Collins, Colorado Springs, Durango, Gunnison, Crested Butte; there are tons of designated trails, special bike lanes, bike racks. Bike shops are more plentiful than Strabucks.
• Driving in the mountains is not for the weak of heart. Watch out you pacemakers. But it’s soooo cool driving down a 7% grade at 75 to a valley.
• Hot is not hot. Someone apologized for the weather when we first came out. It was like 90 with no hummidity. We explained to them that it was nothing and we would just “tough” it out.
• No lack of beer anywhere except on Sundays when stores can only sell beer with 3.25% or less amounts alcohol.
• Tundra grass only grows a 1/2 inch every 75 years. GTG was very upset at the top of Longs Peak when tourists were trouncing down on the delicate grass.
• A 75 mph speed limit on the interstate is the perfect limit.
• KOAs are the place to stay. Everyone of them has had wifi.
• “Intermediate” means a total different thing in mountain biking language out here.

We’re headed back east tomorrow. Brother, please clean up or hide anything the dogs have torn up.