Leaving Glenwood Springs, we knew we were in for a challenge as we faced some of the hardest cycling of our journey yet. The first day brought us to the top of Vail Pass at 10,000 feet, where we had to make a tough call—camp in freezing conditions or descend in the dark. We chose the latter, navigating the cold, eerie night with only our bike lights and the unsettling sight of yellow eyes in the darkness. The next day, we conquered Loveland Pass, reaching 12,000 feet, the highest point of our journey. But just when we thought the hard part was over, a steep gravel road nearly derailed us until a kind motorcyclist pointed us to a better route. Finally, we made it to Boulder, where we celebrated with friends, food, and much-needed rest, ready to take on the next chapter in the Midwest.