Telluride, Telluride, Telluride. I’ve heard time after time that Telluride was THE place to go… Colorado natives gush over it, transplants gush over it, celebrities on Instagram gush over it. It’s just so beautiful, there is absolutely no place like it in Colorado… no, IN THE WORLD, I wish I could live there forever… Telluride is just soooo amazingggg.
Located in southwest Colorado, it’s not exactly a quick trip, but after all the gushing and salivating at the mouth I got in response to the word “Telluride,” I figured this place might be worth checking out before the weather turns cold and snowy. Then, I was repeatedly informed that September & October were the best time to visit: the sun still shines and the temperatures are still toasty and the fall foliage is just about peaking that deep in the mountains.
SO IT WAS DECIDED. Off to Telluride I would go, for the foliage and the mountains and the hiking and the pretty little ski town. But first, the 7+ hour drive…
Saturday 9/26, 6:50am, The Collegiate Peaks outside Buena Vista, Colorado.
One of the Collegiate Peaks about 1.5 hours later after I’d had breakfast in Buena Vista. Maybe Mt. Columbia?
The road to SW Colorado! This was along Highway 50, heading toward Gunnison. The mountains were sprinkled with bursts of yellow and orange as the aspens change into their autumn colors!
A few miles west of Gunnison, the landscape started to change dramatically and I began driving through the Curecanti National Recreation Area… which kind of just BLEW MY MIND. I pulled over about 6 times while driving past these blue blue blue reservoirs and strange rocky formations to take pictures – HOW was this Colorado? It felt like another planet.
The landscape across those 350 miles to Telluride changed over and over and over, and by the time I arrived in the San Juan mountains, I was tired but thrilled to explore such a magical part of the state. More pictures to share soon!