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Discussion in 'Tejas and the Gulf States' started by 10Cup, Feb 27, 2010.
Love of washed out pavement areas. Took back roads from Eureka Springs to Grannies for breakfast
nice to see the gs's out and about
Moving the Camp-n-ride scheduled for June 16th-18th to Byrds and ride the White Rock area. I missed SLAP this year and wasn't sure how many folks were able to ride with all the rain that weekend. I have a start on a track and rode some of it last weekend. If you are interested there is a track and some video of last weekends ride on the AR ADV Camping Thread. Check it out if you are interested.
WOW beautiful scenery!, where is that dam located?, how do I get there? :) I'm studying in little rock and just happen to get a motorcycle and would love to get to know these places :).
Outside of Eureka Springs. It's Beaver Dam on the north side of Beaver Lake. 187 goes right along it.
Yes Sir it is! Wonderful place!! I have spent many many days and nights there fishing in the Heat, Snow, Hail, Ice, Rain, and any other weather conditions you can imagine. It's kinda like the red-headed step child of the White River system but I just love it. I know many great areas if any of you are Fly Fisherman and heading out there. I try to keep up with all the hot flies and best spots. Looks like a nice place to ride. I've never taken a bike there before but you know what I SHOULD! Anyway feel free to ask where this guy is!
Heck, as close as I am to it, I need to do some dang fishing there.
Byrds ride last Friday and Saturday.
For more photos and ride report go to AR ADV Camping Thread link below.
TIM’S CAMP & RIDE (Fall & Ride?) PRE-RIDE
Tim invited Craig and I to do some pre-riding prior to his Byrd’s Camp and Ride last weekend. We met him at Turners Bend around 0900 and headed off in to the forest.
We had not been riding long before we came to some downhill steps with some pretty good drop offs.
Tim tumped over while trying to negotiate his way around this one.
He and Craig continued to the right on down the main trail but when I saw Tim get off his bike at another big step, I decided to go straight, on what appeared to be a bypass around it. It was pretty steep where it tied back in to the main trail but there were no ledges to deal with.
I don’t remember what it was that made Craig dismount here.
Our first intentional stop was at this overlook southeast of White Rock Mountain (one of those in the distance with a cloud on top).
From there we headed down to Shores Lake Rd, followed it until it crossed Spirits Creek and then turned right on to the trail that goes north up Spirits Creek. This is where the fun started.
There are lots and lots of crossing and most were very rocky and ranged from pretty slick, to pretty darn slick and finally to slicker than greased snot. Being long-legged is the only thing that saved me from multiple falls.
I wish I had a better picture of this because Tim cleared a pretty big, downed tree that Craig and I went around.
It had been quite a workout up to this point when we came to a split in the trail, which was a little over half way up the trail. So, we took a break while we decided whether to bail and follow the trail to the right up the mountain to White Oak Mtn Rd (?) or go left and continue riding up the creek. I must have missed out on part of the discussion because I thought we were bailing but nope, we were continuing up the creek.
A little ways up the trail, we temporarily lost Tim, who was leading at the time. You can see him up in the woods over Craig’s head. Second thoughts? We eventually coaxed him back down to the creek trail and continued on.
Craig can be quite helpful.
I had a serious case of déjà vu at the next crossing. I remembered it from a ride with KC boys and girl back in 2014. This was the slicker than greased snot crossing and resulted in numerous falls then. I warned Tim and Craig that it might be slick and, sure enough, it still was.
Tim probably did not realize he could still do the splits.
It was too slick for Tim to pick his bike up by himself so Craig waded out to help while I documented the ensuing mayhem. They made it about two or three feet before going down again.
Their second attempt only resulted in the bike sliding further back in the creek.
This is when I decided that maybe I oughta quit taking pictures and lend a hand. It took all three of us but we finally got it out of the creek and on dry land. One down and two to go.
Craig and I decided to try a different line. Craig made it without falling.
I did not. I barely made it into the water before the Husky slithered out from under me.
Tim’s exhaust had a bit of water in it, which it unceremoniously spit out on to Craig’s bike.
We had a few more crossings to tackle before we made it out of there. Tim is trying to cool me off here with a shower of water. Did not quite make it, though.
The upper end of the trail had a few trees blown down across it so we had to do some bushwhacking.
The last crossing was another flat one but it was not near as slick as the previous one. We took a long break here to cool off (again).
Seems like any time Craig and I are around a pool of water, we get into a rock skipping contest. I do not have photographic evidence that I won so I will just say it was a tie.
Eventually, we had to get back on the bikes and make the final sweaty slog out of the jungle and headed back to Turners Bend.
We got there around 1400, grabbed a sandwich and just hung out for nearly 1-1/2 hours according to my Montana. After the prolonged rest period, Tim loaded up and headed home but Craig and I continued riding as he wanted to show me a really nice waterfall on the North Fork White Oak Creek. On the way there, we crossed the Mulberry, which was looking quite picturesque.
About 30 minutes later, we were there. Right before you get to the falls, the trail splits. Right takes you to the top and left to the bottom. We went to the top, first. There was not much water running but I bet it is impressive after a big rain.
The creek bed leaving the bottom of the falls almost looked like a road. Nothing but solid rock.
Craig said the trail going down to the bottom of the falls was a bit steep. I cannot remember exactly how he worded it but it was something like “You know you want to go down there.” Well, I want to do a lot of things but that does not mean I am going to but………..I figured what the heck, how tough could it be. So off we went and yes, it was steep and rocky and rutted. We both made it down without mishap and rode up the slightly slick creek bed to the falls.
Sightseeing over, we headed back down the creek.
Of course, now we had to go up what we came down. Just as I started up, I could see lots of hi-viz on the trail and it was not on a bike. Craig’s back tire had slid in to a rut and down they went.
And actually that was pretty much the end as we headed back to Craig’s house to end a pretty entertaining day of riding.
That was quite a ride thru Spirits Creek! Can't remember when I have been quite as gassed as I was that day. Probably dropping the bike a half dozen times had something to do with it. Several times in one spot as you have so aptly documented.
That falls that you and Craig went to is quite impressive. I will have to check that out myself one of these days. Thanks for the track.
That was quite a ride. Sure was nice to get out for awhile. Bo definitely won the rock skipping contest. Tim, the tough man contest and Bo finally showed my best
side. He is so quick with that camera ! I had a great time Tim. Thanks for the invite, The End !!!
We also picked up all the trash that was so graciously left. PLEASE spread the word to keep America Beautiful
Thanks for the guided tour of Spirits Creek Craig! That was a fun time. Will have to give it another go when it cools off a little cause it definitely kicked my tail this last go round. Can't let it get the best of me.
Spirits Creek video! This is some of the first part of the trail riding south to north. It is kind of long but I got tired of editing and it just didn't make much sense cutting it all up so watch what you will and leave the rest. This is a ride for cooler weather that's for sure. Great trail!
Now that is the most fun video to watch! Great job!
Glad to see you are back Scotty! Thanks for the compliments on the video. We need to ride that trail when the weather cools off a bit. I would like to ride it from the other direction the next time.
Twenty minutes, I'd have to rest two times!
Craig and I did a big bike ride last week with the intent of riding down to Mena via as much forestry roads as possible once we got past Mt. Magazine. When I got to his house, I found he was gonna be riding his Husky TR650 instead of the F800GS. Something to do with the BMW’s tires. No change in the riding plans, though. We headed south down Hwy 23 through Ozark and over the river.
Just after crossing the river, we turned left on Hwy 309 and headed to Paris. The low clouds on the little mountain ahead of us were a sign of things to come.
Just cannot get away from traffic lights.
Things were beginning to look a little gloomy when we crossed the Cove Lake dam.
Shortly after that we entered the clouds as we headed up Mt. Magazine.
We stopped across from the Visitors’ Center for a potty break and so Craig could put on his rain gear. Only problem was he only had the pants so he walked over to the Visitors’ Center and got a cheap(?) rain coat that I don’t think he ever used.
Visibility was still poor when we left. Being able to see the hairpin turns coming up on the Montana was kind of handy. Too bad there was not a little red dot that showed where Craig was. Knowing where your riding partners are on the map could be handy. App opportunity?
When we got to Hwy 10, we went west a little ways and then turned south at the east end of Blue Mountain Lake. We are headed up there where the clouds are.
Craig came back into view after a while and then he came to an abrupt halt. He claimed he saw a bear scurry across the trail. I did not see it but sure enough, there were tracks on the trail. That is XXL glove for reference. We hung around a while to see if it would come back for a photo session but I guess it was camera shy.
So, we continued on.
We came out on Hwy 80 and then went east a few miles to one of the more oddly named roads I have seen….Lick Skillet. I wonder what the story is behind that?
The next highway we came to was 28. We went west until we came to the turnoff to Forester. Forester was a self-contained community built around a huge sawmill. We had both been there before and decided to visit it again. Craig told me to lead. Now normally, I am pretty good at navigating but I totally blew it this time. We came to an intersection that scrambled my pea brain, even with a sign pointing toward Forester. We finally got there after taking 3 different roads that did not go there. There is not much left, just some concrete structures and a pavilion that the Forester descendants built for reunions. This is looking across the log pond at what used to be the front end of the mill where the logs were pulled in.
At this point it was around 1:30 and we were needing some lunch. A man and his son who were metal detecting there said the closest place to get a sandwich was Harvey, which was the opposite direction from Mena. We decided to forego the visit to Mena and headed back east on Hwy 28.
Only problem was, there was nothing in Harvey other than a volunteer fire department. We were a little confused but kept heading east until we arrived in Nola where there is a small gas station and store. The lady that ran the place fired up the grill and fixed us a couple of tasty burgers. This picture of the Forester sawmill was on the wall inside the store. It is hard to see but that building was huge…80’ x 1000’.
When we left Nola, the rain came down pretty hard for a while.
We backtracked quite a ways and then headed to the Jack Creek Recreation Area. The rain caught up with us briefly at the Knoppers Ford Recreation Area.
There were quite a few folks at the Jack Creek Recreation Area. The guy in the blue trunks had jumped previously but this guy’s jump was a little more impressive due to the launch he got.
The Free Fall
I gave him a 9.5.
From there we headed to Booneville and then north to Ozark where I left Craig. I got on I-40 and rode east in to the heaviest rain of the day.
That was a great day of riding. We had to slow down due to visibility on a few occasions. That riding in the clouds is a good feeling, especially in late June. I bearly escaped a ravenous attack of a monster grizzly. OK, maybe a decent sized black bear. Anyway, it was cool to see it. The whole time we were walking around looking at the tracks I was wondering if i could out run Bo...Just saying. We sure live in a great area for riding. I tried to get Bo to jump of the bluff to no avail. Could have giving the Klim gear a good test. Thanks for going and thanks for posting the ride report. We got a whole lot of trails to do on the way to Mena. Maybe next time I'll do something goofy and you can get another good closing shot. I seem to be getting pretty regular at it lately.
WOW guys!, that looks amazing! D:, do you guys have a map of the route you did?, I'm looking forward to do the same when I get back to AR after my internship