Over and Out
It's over. Finally. It's taken me almost a week to digest it all; the events, the parties, the athletes, the general madness of the finest winter-sports event in America. That's right. The World Cup at Beaver Creek? Don't think so. Ski jumping contests in Lake Placid? Yeah, you and 200 spectators can whoop it up all you want. Nothing compares to the X Games. And I miss them.
Because today I'm in the ink-spot-sized southwestern Colorado town of Silverton (pop. approximately 250), here to ...
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