We caught a bus north and west out of town from a bus depot under the train station, arrived in Boulder and walked to get coffee and croissants before jaunting along the creek. On a whim, we clambered past a closed trail sign uphill to a vista point, caught a ride downhill to a teahouse, and stretched our sore legs along the main drag plaza, hitting a record store, bookstore and cafe before riding back to the city, scoring burgers near the station and collapsing at our room. More miles, but somehow less energy, whew!