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Discussion in 'Ride Reports - Epic Rides' started by s1marks, Aug 2, 2011.
I forgot a post of the last meal. Beer cheddar soup and pastrami on rye.
My GPS from another part of the steens.
my rear tire before
and after the entire trip
Friday July 22nd 2011
We awake pretty early and sit around the picnic table heating up water in JetBoils to make coffee. A few minutes later Larry the camp host roles by and pulls up next to our table. I reach for my wallet and pay up for the previous nights camping with all due apologies for not having sorted it out the night before. It takes around an hour for Larry to roll off to 'collect' from someone else. He was a dead nice guy, proud of his campsite and the atmosphere of the place. He was also one of those guys who could witter endlessly, the sort of witter you could listen to for hours around a campfire in the evening with a little whiskey in you whilst you slowly nodded off, but this was 7:00am and by the 3rd of 4th 'last tale' before he moved on we were about ready for it.
We packed up and made our way down to Lakeview vis Crater Lake. Crater Lake was about as as pretty as I have ever seen it. Lot's of snow still, but we didn't stop long we had an agenda and Johns leaking fork seal was going to have to get sorted. Frankly I thought it was 'unfixable' and he would need a new seal, but the Kid Mechanic stepped up and beyond all odds (and with a little help from our inmate friends in the form of quality advice) he not only fixed the seal but it held good until John got home over a week later having hammered his bike pretty hard in the meantime.
We stayed at the Best Western in Lakeview that night (Overpriced and generally unhelpful) but we all wanted a good shower before starting the OBDR Leg 1 the following day.
Virgin Adventurers on Route to Crater Lake.
OK...I'm a Virgin too at this point. I'm allowed to be smiling, it's my birthday today and I worked out I am a year younger than I thought I was. In my rough and simplistic way I'm thinking in my head that is a year longer riding than I thought I had.
Jesse's packing was what you might call "Casual". His $11 Wal-Mart "Pannier" was rubbing against his exhaust pipe. So he 'Fixed things' with a strategic placement of a stick. Damn that kids a good mechanic!
Crater Lake in all it's Glory and some flowers for LB.
Our lunch stop in Oakridge, next to Westfir, called the Brewery Union had excellent food and cold local brew.
Try it y'all, two blocks off of the main st.
My thing is to ask a local in whatever town where to eat.
I have had 100% good results with good eats doing this.
Thanks to all locals!
Just before lunch, at Westfir, at the local covered bridge...
Yep Lunch was good and homemade brews were also very good. Here's the place
Mark! Is that a new 630 you got there?!
I would have really liked to have done this trip with you guys ... but it was not in the cards this year. So I'll have to do it vicariously through this RR.
Mat we are already planning something for next year. You would've had a blast. We did miss our cold beer meet up. John
Pretty sad that James' biscuit burner had to get this link from her lady co-worker! Thanks for sharing James.
I've been waiting to see and hear ALL about this trip. You know, the things that he doesn't remember to mention.
Don't worry Lynette, I've got a couple of real cutie pie pictures of James, coming up later in the thread. You'll be sble to forgive him when you see them.
Yes, Mat, it's a new TE630. I had 600 miles on it when I started the trip. It was a hard '3rd week of life for it' but it came through without any issues.
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It is what I have been waiting and planning for. I spent lots of time going over tracks and reports, compiling as much info as possible. Where to get gas, times they were open, what kind of gas. The southern part is the part I wanted the most, as I have ridden most of the northern parts. I was elected to be the navigator. One of the draw backs of being scout is you look like a dummy when you miss your turn and you are going back the way to find the right road, that and no dust. This trip had it all for roads to ride.
This is the 1st of 2 signs we would find.
We started out not sure if we would have to reroute as the last report said there was snow blocking Dismal creek. It was not.
Everyone loved this section
We rode thru Lakeview topping off tanks and grabbing a bite to eat.
Then on to Paisley for more gas.
I had this route laid out for 160 mile sections and then we would camp. Ryan had to be back in Seattle Wednesday and I promised him that I would get him there. That meant that we had to be at 4 corners campground Tuesday night. All of that area is my riding area and I knew that I could get him back to Pendleton by 10 am so he would be home on time. We made it to Fremont point and took a short break.
It was time to start looking for a campsite. Everyone wanted water and we found a spring fed pond that was just right for the 7 of us.
Lynette, don't feel bad. When Jeff crashed his bike back in March, he didn't say a word. I found out by asking why his bike wasn't in the garage a couple days after his return from that fateful weekend. He then 'fessed up. I suspect that I never would have known had I not asked about the whereabouts of the bike.
Yea but that is MUCH worse than what I did
The campground shown above Summer Lake was a sweet place, too bad John and Jesse didn't listen to me abou the traffic!This was my second favorite campsite as it was very isolated with a good water source. I would recommend this one to anyone passing through the area.
wow, water in summer lake.
now back to the regular channel
We all appreciate your routing James. The OBDR was basically trouble free due to your fine GPS work.
It was a no brainer for the rest of us... Just ride!
There are sooo many beautiful spots on this ride. Sometimes for us it was hard to stop seven riders for pictures. So... too may standing around pics from me.
Hopefully some good ones.
More 1st day.
Beaut from the start.
A few gravel roads connecting all the good stuff.
And Jeffs bombing fuel tanker. What a rig, and great skills on it Jeff.
Funny, the biggest guy had the littlest tent.
Whats up with that.
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The first day of the OBDR. This is it. I'm pretty stoked. Stoked because today I start riding the OBDR that I have heard and read so much about and stoked because I have 8 full days of riding before I have to be home.<o></o>
After a 'slim' hotel breakfast and our last crap on a real porcelain toilet the 4 of us who hotel it on Friday in Lakeview (John, Ernie, Jesse and Mark) head off early to meet James, Ryan and Jeff at the start of the OBDR. We don’t want to be late because James said we start riding at 9:00am and we’re pretty sure he meant it. <o></o>
When we get to the campground we are meeting them at I’m privately a little jealous because it is a fabulous spot. The road up to it is dusty, sandy and rough and my bike doesn’t handle well with all the extra weight. I’m worried at one point I have ‘lost’ the others already and it is going to be a long lonely week! Airing down the tires once we got to the start cured the bikes handling, it felt worlds apart from how it had been.
Despite the pictures above there are some rougher spots on day 1, nothing too gnarly we all handle them just fine and that inspires confidence in me that this trip isn’t going to get too rough on me or the bike. We ride through high meadows filled with lavender in full bloom and striking bunches of yellow flowers. It’s beautiful. Like a dummy I think it will be like this all day and neglect to take pictures, all too quickly it’s lost and were riding through different terrain. Will give me a good excuse to go back someday though.
Freemont Point was the highlight of the day and we camped not far from it. Despite everything I’d heard about mosquitos on the OBDR they weren’t too bad, but we all slather on the deet to be sure. Waking up the next morning in my tent in which I slept minus the fly I count 15 mosquitos on the outside just above my head. The good news is this was the last day when we really had any bother them worth mentioning and they were not half as bad as all the stories I’d heard.
I rode at the back most of the day, you can just make out the dust of the first riders on the trail far ahead.<o></o>
The view from Freemont Point