On the last day, several groups split up and did their own thing. Some hit Mount Crested Butte, others did another backcountry ride and a few did both! Matt and Lisa ended up taking the day off the bikes and checking out Judd Falls just above the tiny town of Gothic.
The falls are named after the last local to live in Gothic until his death.
He never gave up and moved back down to town when the mining boom ended. 
Judd Falls are beautiful and never stop flowing.
To get to the Falls, you come within 100 feet of the Maroon Bells Wilderness. Fun looking gravel road. Um, yeah, no bikes.
And what's a vacation recap without any lodging photos?
Here is our view from the deck. Not Missouri. Definitely not Illinois.
The post-ride recovery room. Olympics on TV, food, beer,
Ipads, Iphones, hammocks, hot tubs, BBQ pits, and foam rollers. Don't forget the foam rollers... We're all gettin' a wee bit older.
Our bikes made friends with the homeowner's bikes.
Except theirs were heavier. And they had 5 or something.
Tune up shed. Ride, clean, Repeat.
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