When i visited the Gunnison pioneer museum, i was immediately captivated by a self playing piano I had found. I asked a museum worker if it worked, but they told me there was only 1 man who knew how to work it and I had to go hunt down “An ornery, elderly man wearing overalls named C.J.”.
Thank you C.J. You were cool as heck.
On The Road to Gunnison
I’m on my way to Gunnison, CO to meet up with my estranged childhood best friend, Sam.
Somewhere in Colorado
(Insert introspective statement about the insignificance of a lifetime from the perspective of a mountain)
Gunnison KOA Hogzilla
I regret not getting a nicer photo of this wonderful pig, but here’s a screenshot from my snapchat post. This was the biggest and best pig I had ever seen.
Monument lake
Stonewall
Though it wasn’t the first night spent in my trailer, I’d consider Stonewall, Colorado the official first day of my trip. It marks the first day spent on my own, in a place I’d never been to. Stonewall was a peaceful and quaint town, a nice spot to run away into the mountains and forget the world for a bit.