Ouray

After Canyonlands, I drove through the grand western Colorado countryside until I reached Ouray, where I spent the night. Nestled delicately inside a plunging valley, Ouray is one of the most beautiful little towns there is.

I soaked for an hour in hot springs just up the road, then found a relatively cheap hotel on Ouray's Main Street. Late March is not Ouray's busy season so the town was mostly lifeless.

As the sun began to set, I had a quick dinner and wandered down Main Street to an overlook high above the old mining town. Ouray unfolded below like a storybook.