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Discussion in 'Ride Reports - Day Trippin'' started by Gaston Gagne, Aug 29, 2010.
Grizzly-Helena, get it while you can. I still need to paddle Northgate Canyon in this lifetime.
Tuesday, we got rain. What? We still made it out to north Routt after lunch.
Someone cut a thousand downed trees. Thank you. I bought my Colorado traill pass. Can I buy you all a beer, too? We didn't have time to get up on 1101, so we rode over Ellis back to the part of Prospector on the east side 129. Tonight, we got back in time to make dinner for Layla. Only one more day before we jam it back to North Carolina.
We rented a condo that was close to the bottom of the ski area. This would serve as our destination for a bicycle ride. We loaded up the bikes and headed out to Rabbit Ears. The flowers along US 40 were not really happening, but out toward Base Camp they were killing it.
Colorful Colorado, is there any other kind?
There is some tough climbing to get to the ski lifts, but it is all the great bicycling.
Looking down the Yampa Valley. Utah is out there somewhere.
Mount Storm Express.
The only thing that has diminished Sunshine Trail is that Pioneer is even better.
That's it. Our companion headed back to Utah. I rode my Yamaha up to Rabbit Ears to get the truck. Layla put what was left of our food into a great dinner.
Next day, we made it to Wilson Lake in Kansas. This place makes me take back any unkind words I have ever uttered about Kansas. I purified myself here before driving to Tennessee.
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Thank you, all of those were spectacular. I can only imagine how it looked, smelled, and sounded in real life. Your pics and narrative made me do all of that.
Back at it.
Nice day on the road.
Izzat one'a them thar crotch rockits?
Yes, it's 221, and I guess you would call it a crotch rocket. Suzuki calls it a sport tourer.
Whatever it takes...
I had to provide the mirror.
Wilkes County roads are of high quality and in harmony with their surroundings.
OK, this is Caldwell, but you get the idea.
A route over here that was gravel forever is now paved. Furthermore, it is now a legitimate "bike route."
It's 18 miles from here to US 421.
I checked out a number of roads today that I had been passing up. This was one. Grandin is better than I remember.
The takeaway from today's ride is that traction control and ABS are a good business.
I took a break from the GSXS and got back in the woods. The older trail bike hadn't been used since before school started. It started right up.
I got some chores done on Saturday and then headed out. I saw some friends I have not seen in months. It was nice to be in their company.
One friend said repeatedly that the fire wasn't getting enough air. He left for his house, and then blasting winds came, making the fire a bit sketchy.
This is like a Woshibai drawing.
A shifting weather forecast delayed wearing those nubs off. We've been exploring the gorge area. This turned into a legit adventure that had us considering doing a considerable backtrack. However, with perseverance, we broke through the other side and gained an appreciation for how things are put together.
Second ride of the day.
Two sport bikes pulled out in front of me on Old 18. I kept them in sight for a little while. Bring your A game to Casar.
This past week had four Fridays. This was First Friday.
Lucky and I planned a Hot Springs trip for Saturday. It was really cold Saturday morning.
We were both a bit hypothermic when we arrived in Burnsville, but a cup of coffee in the sun got us motivated. Instead of heading down Big Laurel, we cruised up Puncheon Fork. I had never done that before because I'm always so nuts about Big Laurel. We worked our way over Sams Gap.
That Royal Enfield is a sweet looking bike, and he goes like hell on it.
^ It is hard to pass on Big Laurel.