This past summer I visited Breckenridge and fell IN LOVE! I did not want to leave. We found a little lake to camp on and every direction I looked it was breathtaking. We were there in August so the weather was always cool / warm - PERFECT. We met another couple who were riding dual sport in a lunch place I decided I wanted to live in Breckenridge just so I could have such cool friends (not that I don't have cool friends in Virginia), but I was just on cloud 9 the whole time. The funniest part of the trip was that my little DR200 wasn't jetted for the altitude. One one ride, just as we were approaching 11,000 feet she died and would not restart no matter what. We had to turn around and descend. I popped the clutch at 10,000 feet and she started again. Good thing we were able to ride DOWN so I didn't have to push her!