After nearly six years as a corporate lawyer in Dallas, I was ready to take a step back, recharge, and reflect. So I quit my job and headed for the mountains.
I left Dallas on June 5 and headed straight for Lake City,
Colorado, a sleepy old mining town in the San Juan Mountains with an average
high temperature in June of 74 degrees.
The 830-mile drive to Lake City usually takes you through a line of summer
storms, and this year was no different—except I drove through some snow in New
Mexico.
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Snow in New Mexico on June 5? |
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It cleared up by the time I got to Colorado. |
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The sun had just set when I reached the summit of Slumgullion Pass to drop into Lake City. |
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It might not look like much from this distance, but the large mountain in the middle is Uncompahgre, and the tallest notch to its left is Wetterhorn--both are over 14,000 feet high.
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My roommate made these t-shirts commemorating my escape. I can only assume you've already seen them around Dallas and have been trying in vain to order them through Nieman Marcus. |
Remember your pitch, power, and roll while you're away.
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