Our second day in Ouray started out warm and sunny. We headed to the Backstreet Bistro for breakfast. I’ve only ever had their bagel with lox and its all I ever intend to order. Apparently while I was in the bathroom, a small girl asked her mother if Mike was a pirate. We took this as a sign that it was time to shower. Although the skies looked a bit ominous, we decided to try to get a hike in. We walked along the Perimeter Trail and stopped at the Potato Field – where Brendan and Sonya’s wedding was held last August.
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Twenty minutes or so later it was pouring. Nora and I had raingear, but Mike hadn’t brought his on the hike. We ducked into the visitor center at Box Canyon and waited out the worst of the storm before walking into town. By this point it had started to hail. Over a couple beers at Billy Goat’s we decided that we didn’t want to risk a cold, wet, night in a tent with a one year old, especially if we were risking hail damage! (Ice chunks + nylon tent ≠ a fun time).
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Nora and I checked into the Ouray Chalet and Mike made the hike back up to our campsite to collect our things and get the car. Nora got a little wild in the hotel room that evening!
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