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Discussion in 'Ride Reports - Day Trippin'' started by threewinmag, Sep 16, 2008.
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3WM: We decided to drop all the crap that we were carrying save the tools needed to fix flats and we headed out. Randomly picking Cripple Creek for lunch I directed Garmin to take us "on road" and "shortest distance." This ensured that we'd stay on the designated roads, but that they would necessarily be blacktop. Off we went from Cotopaxi north and then east.
Along the way, we were stopped twice by public roads that entered private land. Dammit, I hate gates. Each time I asked Garmin to recalculate and each time it did it's best. We finally settled on Waugh Mountain Road. It was a beautiful drive through Aspen forests. The road stayed public but the lands were private.
N3: AMEN!!! We changed our route plan from a non-stop, near globally circumferential route to a hub and spoke type route, which allowed us to drop all of our crap at a base camp site, ride for the day, returning to the camp at night. I didnt drop my bike again!!!! Today was a great day. Again, we had challenges but most of these were route related. Soundtrack: Goodbye and Good Riddance to Bad Luck / ACDC / The Razors Edge. Or so I thought
3WM: We finally made it to Cripple Creek and had lunch. It was raining slighting and when we left, I asked our server what road we should take back to Canon City. She said, "Phantom Canyon Road," and off we went.
N3: Cripple Creek and Phantom Canyon are places you should go see. They are pretty neat. Id rather be out in the middle of nowhere on my bike as opposed to in town, but Cripple Creek was really neat. It a small town apparently structured around the casino business. They were gearing up for a festival when we arrived. Just like a mullet
All business in the front, but definitely all party around the back!
3WM: PCR was brilliant! It is a road, while not technical, is worth the time. It was beautiful and the sites along the way ended a perfectly good day.
one the bridge...
N3: Before I left home on this trip, my wife suggested that I go see Phantom Canyon. She was right. The scenery was phenomenal. Soundtrack: Rollin / Limp Biscuit / Chocolate Starfish
. What? I rattled a fastener loose. How did you know? OK, dear reader, youre smarter and more observant than I gave you credit for. You must have also stayed at a Holiday Inn Express! I guess I had mentioned I failed at a particularly important maintenance task. I thought I had thread locked and tightened all the critical fasteners on my bike. A few weeks ago, I went over the bike and began replacing the factory fasteners with Allen type or locking type fasteners. I never addressed the one that holds my exhaust onto the sub frame (I believe). Note to self: You WILL see this again...
3WM: We finally pulled out onto Highway 50 just east of Canon City and got up to speed, knowing that the daylight was almost gone and we still had 40 miles to Cotopaxi. Just when I was up to 70 mph, I checked the mirror and saw that N3 was stopped so I stopped. We were 1/4 mile apart. I didn't know what he was doing but decided he was adjusting his luggage, so I waited. And waited.
And waited. Finally, being bored I turned around and went back. Seems that after yesterday falls and all the rough roads, the exhaust can had finally had enough
.and fallen completely off! Zip ties were the only backup and fortunately Wal Mart was only a couple of miles away.
N3: This is that part I told you, you were going to see again. We just finished the PCR. Were on blacktop, headed to camp. Here I am, riding along, thinking I must really look cool, all decked out on my DS bike. Like a warrior returning home from battle. After all, the drivers next to me dont know we didnt ride any very technical sections; it was just the PCR for Petes sake. There were RVs driving the PCR for crying out loud! Well I guess the PCR kicked MY ASS! I am cruising along at around 70 MPH when my bike gets LOUD! I cant believe this crap! My bikes Muffler just fell off. The fastener I neglected came undone and my exhaust can rattled off. Screw Holiday Inn Express, Im still a dumb-ass. Soundtrack: No Excuses / Alice In Chains / Unplugged.
My damn exhaust can tumbled ass-over-appetite all over Hwy 50. By the time I pulled over, I notice 3WM continued riding another mile toward Canon City and pulls over to wait for me. Certain that 3WM has had enough of my s**t, I dont dare call him back to my location. What the hell, my exhaust cant be laying too far back anyway right? So I walk along Hwy 50 combing the shoulder looking for the stupid can. I walk, and walk and WALK. After _ mile of walking ( the first _ mile empty-handed and the second _ mile humiliated, trying to hide my exhaust from passing traffic and 3WM, trying to make my stroll look leisurely and fitness related) I arrive back at my bike wondering how the hell Im going to attach this battered POS exhaust to it. I was so embarrassed, as I walked back to the bike, can-in-hand, I remember wishing I had left my full face helmet on.
Zipties to the rescue. 3WM, the Saint he is, never bitched about my bike issues. Ziptie fix, we hustled to Wal-Mart and found the necessary fasteners to make the fix much more permanent. I love parking lot repairs. Soundtrack1: Get Money / Beatnuts / Unknown CD, Soundtrack2: Take your Time (Do it Right) / SOS Band / 54 Soundtrack.
3WM: By the time we were completely done with the parking lot repair, any semblance of daylight was gone so we stopped for dinner. I asked a "local" about Mexican food and they sent us to El Caporal. Here's the time for my second endorsement. Man, was that food good! Go. Really. I mean it. You won't be disappointed!
N3: El Caporal Soundtrack: Fire / Ohio Players / The Best of Ohio Players
3WM: On the way home, N3's bike blows a fuse and his headlight fails on the twisty blacktop of US50 as it winds along the river westbound to Cotopaxi. I stayed behind with my brights on trying to light the way and then finally took the lead. It's really strange to know there's someone REALLY close behind you, knowing that you have to maintain good lane discipline and looking back to see nothing! Just pitch black at 60 mph!
N3: What else can go wrong? It was still kind of a fun ride. Stupid, but fun. Soundtrack: Light my Way / Audioslave / Audioslave
3WM: We made it back to the BNB and counted ALL the lucky stars (while drinking single malt scotch).
N3: Drinks and cigars. All in order, life is good. BTW guys dont do some rookie camping stuff like setting up your shelter on a game trail. I have a very cool Hennessey Hammock that I set up across what I later figured out was a game trail. During the early morning hours 3WM witnessed me almost getting smoked in my cozy little cocoon, by a mule deer running full bore from two dogs that were in fresh pursuit.
3WM: Day Three opened clean and clear. A leisurely breakfast and we were off again, this time lured by the "gulches" around Cotopaxi. A ride up Dirty Gulch (with the intention to making it to Salida) turned up a dead end again. There are always signs and gates! We made the best of it anyway.
Of course this meant a change in course. We took CR-12 up and around the long way to Salida. This is an easy and beautiful ride.
top of the world...
We got back near the turn to Turret that we'd taken two days before and went right instead of left taking the Aspen Ridge Road route north toward Buena Vista, through the San Isabel National Forest. This was a little more challenging and, again, beautiful.
On the other side of the road, we dropped out into the valley and saw vacationing horsepeople.
Back home that night and the next day: The Brewer's Rendezvous!
I remember asking someone once about rejetting the stock '08 before heading into the mountains. The advice I got back was, "you don't need to worry about that, just keep your air filter clean." This piece of chocolate cake is my air filter after four days of riding. No, I wasn't behind. I LED!