At the end of July, Emily and I hiked the 11 miles to Crested Butte from Maroon Bells. The flowers were in bloom and there were lots of awesome people we met along the way. Crested Butte was this tiny town with a lot of bars. We had dinner at a small Italian place named Marchitelli's with a hilarious bartender. Everything was perfect until the hike back we made it over the pass and on the way down it began to pour down rain which slowed our progress dramatically. By the end of the hike we were soaked through and looked like drown rats.
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