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<\/a><\/p>\nShortly after, I crossed a bridge over Poncha Creek and saw this sign. Which way do I go? I’d never been either direction- by car or by bike. Taking a chance, I opted for the road that seemed less traveled- the Poncha Creek Road. The road was scenic and enjoyable through the valley- dotted with wildflowers and creeks like these. Aside from a few campers and a couple of cars, I was utterly alone- except for these bovine creatures chomping on grass \ud83d\ude42 Eventually, the road began to climb out of the valley. And I climbed, and climbed some more. And took a little break to enjoy the sun. A couple of minutes later, the trees opened up a bit to reveal stunning views. Alas, the top of Marshall Pass! If you continue down the west side of Marshall Pass, the road heads toward Gunnison. Looking toward Gunnison. Signs of a different time were scattered about. As I stood there at the top of Marshall Pass admiring the views, 2 ATV riders came up behind me, riding the same road I had ridden up. I looked at them and it was a man with his teenage daughter. The man stopped his ATV and pulls out a map. He looked over to his daughter and said, “Uh, lets see, where are we?”<\/p>\n I said, “You probably want to go right, unless you want to go to Gunnison.”<\/p>\n “Is this Continental Pass?”<\/p>\n “Uh, no, this is Marshall Pass. But, it’s on the Continental Divide.”<\/p>\n The man smiles in recognition, “Yeah, right the Continental Divide. Honey, we’re on top of the Continental Divide!…. Do you know what the Continental Divide is?” The daughter shook her head no.<\/p>\n I was admiring the father-daughter learning experience- until the father said this: “I don’t know what it is either,” he snickered. “Maybe it’s where two continents meet.”<\/p>\n I almost keeled over laughing! I mean, I try to have respect for the ATV-riding sort. But, this was just the classic case of sheer dumbness, only deepening the stereotype built within my trying-not-to-be-stereotypical mind. I realize it is likely these people were not from the mountains, that they were not likely even from Colorado. But, still- growing up in Ohio<\/em> I even learned about the Continental Divide in elementary school<\/em>.<\/p>\n I couldn’t let the teenage daughter go through life thinking the Coninental Divide was where two continents meet. So, I chimed in, explaining that the Divide actually divides the continents watersheds. One side flows toward the Atlantic\/Gulf and the other toward the Pacific.<\/p>\n Leaving the ATVers to ponder on their own, I headed down the main Marshall Pass road. From the road, I was able to catch a glimpse of the valley where I had ridden up on Poncha Creek Rd. The views continued.
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