When we say we did not know each other 3 months ago we were not joking. Our limited communication before the trip left little impression how this show down was going to play out. Turns out Izzy and I have about opposite personalities…to the point that I was unsure if Izzy would slice my tires in my sleep. Our week in Crested Butte was the meeting point of two roads. We set out on our mountain bikes and discovered our two personalities are at ease deep in the national forests. With a few days of altitude riding under our belt we left camp at 1:30 am and drove up what I would guess was the sketchiest road a sprinter has gone up. Sleeping at 12000ft was short lived as we got up just in time to see the sun raising… Next stop = Sun Valley