Hartsel to Canon City, a beautiful ride

     64 miles, bucking a stiff wind the whole way didn't detract from the beautify of land I bicycled through.  I remind myself daily of the great experience I am having riding across this huge country.  

      Hartsel to Canon city included a few significant  climbs but the monsters are behind me.  I found a catholic monastery to camp at for the night, facilities included.  Canon City is spotless with no vacant downtown buildings. Refreshing given New London's deteriorating downtown.  Once again, another brewery smack in the middle town with a delicious IPA. Life is real good.  Tomorrow Pueblo.