First time I saw Ouray was riding a Harley headed North and West to CA. It started raining out of Durango which turned to hail as we climbed. By the time we rolled into Ouray we had inches of hail on the road, we were freezing and it was getting dark. Found a room and the owner loaned us his truck to get food. Despite all that we both were taken with the beauty and swore we would return which we have to wheel and play. Awesome place.