This Fall, having just returned from some of the sickest mountain biking of the year in Steamboat Springs, I decided to escape for a few more days of warm weather before ski season set in. And boy did I time it right: stepping off the plane, Denver was in the process of receiving about 6 inches of freshies to set down a base and some optimism for the impending ski days. I had five fun-filled days and nights in the very interesting and not over-developed Pacific Coast town of Puerto Vallarta.
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