
Passing Through Independence Pass’ Spring Season
The day after roughly 300 cyclists—in everything from spandex to tutus—raced up Independence Pass's annual Ride for the Pass annual Ride for the Pass, I pedaled from Aspen up the famed alpine corridor. It was early morning (cold enough for knickers, shoe covers, warm gloves and a jacket), and without car engines drowning out their songs, the swallows and warblers gave a loud and melodic voice to spring. Around a bend, I found a large moose straddling the center line. I pulled over and waited until she sauntered off the empty road and into the serene, dew covered wetlands of North Star Nature Preserve.