Howard to Pueblo
Howard and Crested Butte (high elevation Colorado in general, I suppose) both face a similar threat to compost: bears. The woman I spoke with told me that she used to compost in her backyard, but the bears were getting to the food in it, so she stopped. Bear bait is not the goal of compost.
Howard, CO
In regards to a recycling program, Howard doesn’t provide a collection service, but it has a transfer station where residents can bring their recyclable materials.
After leaving Howard, I traveled through rolling hills and grassy valleys, upon which I spotted hundreds of cattle feeding. Grass-fed beef!
Dave, Austin, and I stopped for lunch in Westcliffe. After a nice meal in the park, I headed on, through the last mountain pass of the Rockies. I had been impressed with how well Dave and Austin had been doing with the climbing and descending through the nearly 12,000 foot tall peaks. Unfortunately, this descent was different. The road was steep and winding, and as I was driving it, I had to slow from 50 mph down to 20 mph to make a few of the curves. There were two in particular that were hairpin turns; the road advised me to take them at 25 and 20 mph, respectively. When Dave and Austin were riding the same descent, they were doing about 30 mph on the first curve. They tried to slow down more for the second curve, but Austin couldn’t quite make it. He crashed into the guard rail, slid along it for several feet until a pole caught his jersey and flipped him over the rail. Two hours, a hitchhiked ride, a hospital trip, and 31 stitches later, he was all patched up. He’ll be taking a few days off of the bike, but the doctors think he should be okay to ride soon.
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