Two things I noticed each time we'd walk into town were the bikes and the flowers. People of all ages rode bikes all through town. Some of the bikes were really nice and some were rusty and old. Very few of them were chained up, but rather just parked in bike stands or propped up against stores and houses. Some of them had baskets filled with groceries and sometimes someone would be riding on the front while another person peddled.
There were also pots of bright flowers all along the main street. Each morning when we'd walk in for coffee, a man in a watering cart would be driving around watering all the pots and picking off the dead buds.
The main street in Crested Butte had lots of fun shops and restaurants:
One evening Brandon and I went in to check out the movie theater. It was in a small wooden building and there were only two movies showing. When I walked in I smelled one of my favorite smells, buttered popcorn, and then noticed that if someone wanted to they could order a mixed drink too (notice the liquor at the far end of the concession area):
Here's our morning coffee spot:
There was a bungee trampoline at the base of the mountain:
Here are three of the kids sitting outside at the base area of Mt. Crested Butte:
And here are the kids on Mt. Crested Butte: