The rain from the previous day had been replaced by beautiful sunshine as I emerged somewhat fuzzy headed from the tent at 0700hrs.
The hearty breakfast across at the Highline Cafe and Saloon bar soon helped me on my way though.
The first part of the ride was cycling across the usual dusty and wash boarded roads. Thankfully, the wind was blowing right to left as I rode. This ensured the dust thrown up by the passing trucks was blown away from me.
What a surprise. Another wash boarded road.
Miles and miles of nothingness. It was these stretches of road that I mentally found very difficult.
The wide open expanse soon, however, changed to aspen and pine trees as the final climb of my ride into Salida commenced.
The descent from the top into Salida was cracking! The elevation drop was around 3000ft and the descent went on for ages.
Salida is a full services town and very arty.
It was whilst I was cycling to Salida that I decided to end my Tour Divide adventure. The miles and miles of nothingness and the wash boarded roads just broke me mentally and I had stopped enjoying the trip.