Only one paved road connects Crested Butte, CO to the outside world, and that’s the way the locals like it.

Since its days as a mining base camp, the town has had a closer alignment with the mountains that surround it than with anything cosmopolitan. As late as the 1970s, the town found little need for sophistication or intrusion. So when a group of motorcyclists from Aspen roared into Crested Butte one summer day in 1976, boasting of their daring trip over Pearl Pass, a rugged and little-used wagon road that connects the two towns, the locals were galvanized. Out of this spirit, the Crested Butte-to-Aspen Pearl Pass Klunker Tour was born.

Crested Buttians love a challenge. Sure, the Aspenites had motorcycles, but the Crested Butte crew had bicycles. Built in the 1940s and ’50s and salvaged from the Denver dump, their 50-pound, balloon-tired bikes were perfect for Crested Butte’s flat, gridded dirt streets. Locals had even raced their “klunkers” criterium-style the previous winter. Why not take them over the pass?

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