Racey
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front page pic.
Great Stuff Simon...keep rolling it out.
Thanks Decster... I'd be happy if others think it worthy...
Simon
Arctic To Atlantic... A Trans USA Ride...
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Thanks Decster... I'd be happy if others think it worthy...
Simon
NA1959
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Simply super report! Pic's and report should be in a book!!!
It was 'only' 113 degrees when we drove through death valley, quite a place to experience. We walked around the ubehebe crater (well we were both earth scientists back then) and took the obligatory picture at badwater
We ended up following what looked like a road on the map but turned out to be a graded track over the mountains to Mammoth. Not the best option in a convertible sports car and we got there just about on vapour. Stupid really, could have turned into a nasty situation. Lesson learned.
Oh and burning man, yeah it can be quite a party, but also one of the most amazing expressions of art and creation. when you take away money as a reason to do anything, you build things simply to make people go 'wow!'
For one week it's the 5th largest city in Nevada. I've been 3 times and every year I hanker to go back. Perhaps in the next couple of years I'll make it again. But, I warn you, it can be a truly life-changing experience, it was for me.
You can get an idea of the place from these photos http://s63.photobucket.com/albums/h139/Mr_magicfingers/Burning Man 2007/?start=all
Great story and photos, I'm loving this report.
We ended up following what looked like a road on the map but turned out to be a graded track over the mountains to Mammoth. Not the best option in a convertible sports car and we got there just about on vapour. Stupid really, could have turned into a nasty situation. Lesson learned.
Oh and burning man, yeah it can be quite a party, but also one of the most amazing expressions of art and creation. when you take away money as a reason to do anything, you build things simply to make people go 'wow!'
For one week it's the 5th largest city in Nevada. I've been 3 times and every year I hanker to go back. Perhaps in the next couple of years I'll make it again. But, I warn you, it can be a truly life-changing experience, it was for me.
You can get an idea of the place from these photos http://s63.photobucket.com/albums/h139/Mr_magicfingers/Burning Man 2007/?start=all
Great story and photos, I'm loving this report.
Racey
Registered user
A friend of mine encountered it when he rode the Great Divide on Dirt Bikes - all the way from Mexico to Canada without using tarmac...
He said that when they approached the impromptu city everyone was naked and body painted...
Seriously though - he did say it was the most extra ordinary sight... And that the security surrounding the site had to be seen
to be believed...
A friend of mine encountered it when he rode the Great Divide on Dirt Bikes - all the way from Mexico to Canada without using tarmac...
He said that when they approached the impromptu city everyone was naked and body painted...
Seriously though - he did say it was the most extra ordinary sight... And that the security surrounding the site had to be seen
to be believed...
There's a lot less nudity than everyone goes on about, it's just that in our default world it's unusual so it gets noticed. Given that you're in a desert environment nudity isn't actually that clever an outfit due to dehydration and sunburn.
Security?? There's not that much. There's a fence round the place but that's a trash fence to collect any trash that blows away, it's bureau of land management land and the festival has a strong 'leave no trace' ethos. There's certainly a long entry run and fence to the main gate, but if you wanted to walk in across the playa there's absolutely nothing to stop you. Long walk though, and I wouldn't want to be carrying the water etc you'd need to survive.
Some say it's got a bit commercial these days, but given that we have 50,000 people turning up, it's not like the old days any more, you need a certain level of organisation to manage that many people, but mostly we just turn up and take care of ourselves and each other, that's part of what it's all about. You have to take everything you need, food/water/shelter etc. The only thing laid on is the toilet facilities, a small coffee bar at center camp and you can buy ice from the ice truck twice a day. Other than that, you'd better be packing everything you need. It's an experiment in radical self reliance.
Racey
Registered user
Oh well... Only going third hand and therin lies the danger...
I'll get this back to a "Ride Report" this afternoon if I can.
Sorry about the resized pages everyone - I'm not sure what I can do about that.
But I'll try and keep my postings within a screen width...
Simon
I'll get this back to a "Ride Report" this afternoon if I can.
Sorry about the resized pages everyone - I'm not sure what I can do about that.
But I'll try and keep my postings within a screen width...
Simon
Just Great
Hi Simon
I have like many others been following your "Posts" with great intrest.
I am planning a simular trip next year and your posts just confirm that I must go before its to late.
I really appresiate you time and effort in putting it together ....
Thank you.
Martin
Hi Simon
I have like many others been following your "Posts" with great intrest.
I am planning a simular trip next year and your posts just confirm that I must go before its to late.
I really appresiate you time and effort in putting it together ....
Thank you.
Martin
Racey
Registered user
Hi Simon
I have like many others been following your "Posts" with great intrest.
I am planning a simular trip next year and your posts just confirm that I must go before its to late.
I really appresiate you time and effort in putting it together ....
Thank you.
Martin
Martin - thanks for the comment - It makes the effort worthwhile to hear that...
As I said when I started this, I benefited tremendously from research and reading the ride reports of others. If reading this is helping or inspiring others - that's mission accomplished as far as I'm concerned...
If you want any insight or tips on routes - just ask away.
There are 1,000s of great routes in The States - but by listening to fellow bikers I managed to find a great deal of them and managed to avoid a lot of monotonous Highways and Interstates...
There is nothing worse than slogging along on Interstates. Sometimes it can't be avoided - but try and find the quieter, hidden gems...
Simon
xdayzgrr
Registered user
great pics great trip!
thanks for sharin with us.
thanks for sharin with us.
Racey
Registered user
Right - sorry everyone - weekend off !!
Back to the report...
The ride from Zion to Bryce yields exceptional contrasts that again manifested themselves within a very short distance. 85 miles to be precise. And within those 85 miles the scenery and the climate changed dramatically. Of course we encountered the usual afternoon thunderstorm, which was to become a regular feature of this region - but we didn't mind as thunderstorms and rainfall are, indeed, what has made this landscape so unique.
It was a spectacular ride, through the most astonishing canyons, tunnels and landscapes. Finishing with the astonishing landscape of Bryce Canyon...
<a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/O8-5bg4frqj8GnHgWrjlaw?authkey=Gv1sRgCJGgl6b45O6fpQE&feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_tyu_mgErIOA/S4uRcFvRGHI/AAAAAAAADW0/FOCWkgspFdA/s800/L1010708%20edit.jpg" /></a>
<a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/TDFqj_gDkDJioNB3R4uzFg?authkey=Gv1sRgCJGgl6b45O6fpQE&feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_tyu_mgErIOA/S4uPiBByHoI/AAAAAAAADWQ/xZs1DiGKXCQ/s800/PICT0200%20edit.jpg" /></a>
Again I'll let the pictures do the talking. If you are in this area - it is well worth a visit...
<a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/D9UTPs7PVVno0nksIVO0sQ?authkey=Gv1sRgCJGgl6b45O6fpQE&feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_tyu_mgErIOA/S4uOMy1JknI/AAAAAAAADVY/SyJG7Noq-50/s800/P1020462%20edit.jpg" /></a>
<a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/b9r8H5FWciQ6P_L-KRWmVg?authkey=Gv1sRgCJGgl6b45O6fpQE&feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_tyu_mgErIOA/S4uORSTtJ6I/AAAAAAAADVg/Mm6krNdy83s/s800/P1020491%20edit.jpg" /></a>
<a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/uWA-2I0CzPjhJdK1RweF3w?authkey=Gv1sRgCJGgl6b45O6fpQE&feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_tyu_mgErIOA/S4uOUwywB1I/AAAAAAAADVk/uSTk9mRtNwE/s800/P1020525%20edit.jpg" /></a>
If you can, spend a day exploring the park on foot - gets you away from any crowds and down into the heart of The Hoodoo landscape
<a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/_u29m_2sF6ytI0ZXBVgDqA?authkey=Gv1sRgCJGgl6b45O6fpQE&feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_tyu_mgErIOA/S4uOauEMFBI/AAAAAAAADVs/jUEvU06mog4/s800/P1020572%20edit.jpg" /></a>
The run to The Grand Canyon's North Rim involves a bit of back tracking - but it is so scenic it really isn't a hardship...
<a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/94cQ3Y9-fvVmrx802d2P8g?authkey=Gv1sRgCJGgl6b45O6fpQE&feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_tyu_mgErIOA/S4uOf9xtKbI/AAAAAAAADVw/_oeqg9R7BC4/s800/L1010771%20edit.jpg" /></a>
One amusing sight in many of the small towns is old Police cars situated at the entry of towns. I presume they are meant to cause you to slow down... The funny fact is that they are "unmanned" - driven by "Officer Woody" !!
<a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/QN0nNX-c7a-0BUBoztEDnQ?authkey=Gv1sRgCJGgl6b45O6fpQE&feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_tyu_mgErIOA/S4uOjpnWl2I/AAAAAAAADV0/Fg5g_iQx4K0/s800/L1010776%20edit.jpg" /></a>
Thereafter the roads change dramatically from travelling through dry, barren and dramatic landscapes to verdant, lush meadows and forests as one approaches The North Rim. It is a wonderful ride...
<a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/VmIFBRYj4Y6f0yPCOe-w4A?authkey=Gv1sRgCJGgl6b45O6fpQE&feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_tyu_mgErIOA/S4uOwUK5GXI/AAAAAAAADV4/5nfmsq2_TKo/s800/L1010783%20edit.jpg" /></a>
<a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/MJcAIj9ewFTxikKfXwKE8A?authkey=Gv1sRgCJGgl6b45O6fpQE&feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_tyu_mgErIOA/S4uPtJgZLYI/AAAAAAAADWY/p0bfMM6CsmM/s800/PICT0020%20edit.jpg" /></a>
<a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/W9JAJPr-I4ykTMUK3frPiA?authkey=Gv1sRgCJGgl6b45O6fpQE&feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_tyu_mgErIOA/S4uPxuaAFoI/AAAAAAAADWc/q6C_66kOnNA/s800/PICT0031%20edit.jpg" /></a>
Eventually you are there... The Grand Canyon... But it is delightfully hidden from view right up until the moment you head out onto the rim... Simply awe
inspiring...
<a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/-Q5R1L2H_aOD6NfWKUr9Lw?authkey=Gv1sRgCJGgl6b45O6fpQE&feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_tyu_mgErIOA/S4uPO4oQLYI/AAAAAAAADWE/BTdTHBLW-J0/s800/Panorama%201.jpg" /></a>
<a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/k_FiZkzErxDMuPxN23AJfQ?authkey=Gv1sRgCJGgl6b45O6fpQE&feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_tyu_mgErIOA/S4uO-Eji6ZI/AAAAAAAADV8/bBjUsjMpugw/s800/P1020641.JPG" /></a>
<a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/npw33Z59YVh789ADu53Rxw?authkey=Gv1sRgCJGgl6b45O6fpQE&feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_tyu_mgErIOA/S4uVAgfGqMI/AAAAAAAADXY/94HRysuN9sM/s800/P1020692%20edit.jpg" /></a>
<a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/jlAvw7_sr5ICw3FIZdkb8w?authkey=Gv1sRgCJGgl6b45O6fpQE&feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_tyu_mgErIOA/S4uU83lA8rI/AAAAAAAADXU/j6XjQVyJmog/s800/P1020699%20edit.jpg" /></a>
<a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/rQJTrqLQApBrdIjgZ5vVDA?authkey=Gv1sRgCJGgl6b45O6fpQE&feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_tyu_mgErIOA/S4uPJtAW1rI/AAAAAAAADWA/5H2sy89Jqyo/s800/P1020728%20edit.jpg" /></a>
Again, my advice would be to take your time to ride through the park rather than rushing... It yields sensational vistas to those who walk or explore more than just the view points at the lodge.
From The Canyon it was next stop Monument Valley... We couldn't have been luckier and, although this a long stretch it is scenic in a multitude of different ways throughout. However, to be fair, all that has gone before pales as one first sees the distinctive shapes on the horizon...
<a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/EV91zXdxWnZsrUAZbfg8hw?authkey=Gv1sRgCJGgl6b45O6fpQE&feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_tyu_mgErIOA/S4uP3b7X1hI/AAAAAAAADWg/Cj7AS-nS4tU/s800/PICT0076%20edit.jpg" /></a>
It is well worth diverting right into the Navajo run park and scenic "drive" - particularly at sunrise or sunset...
<a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/W1t1kPT-7qSwLIPn3iQmBw?authkey=Gv1sRgCJGgl6b45O6fpQE&feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_tyu_mgErIOA/S4uQVKtK8QI/AAAAAAAADWo/urFqXPz3ANw/s800/P1020779%20edit.jpg" /></a>
<a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/ovmAYTCAkWKhEYSE4xdYAQ?authkey=Gv1sRgCJGgl6b45O6fpQE&feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_tyu_mgErIOA/S4uQdDsskZI/AAAAAAAADWs/9s4C3PIT02c/s800/P1020804%20edit.jpg" /></a>
And of course had to stop for the obligatory stop and picture at that famous spot on the way to Mexican Hat...
<a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/Qm9FzejP4IRQHOlbQ3Fz-Q?authkey=Gv1sRgCJGgl6b45O6fpQE&feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_tyu_mgErIOA/S4uQKwkBkeI/AAAAAAAADWk/mD-B6E65mgQ/s800/P1020766%20edit.jpg" /></a>
Back to the report...
The ride from Zion to Bryce yields exceptional contrasts that again manifested themselves within a very short distance. 85 miles to be precise. And within those 85 miles the scenery and the climate changed dramatically. Of course we encountered the usual afternoon thunderstorm, which was to become a regular feature of this region - but we didn't mind as thunderstorms and rainfall are, indeed, what has made this landscape so unique.
It was a spectacular ride, through the most astonishing canyons, tunnels and landscapes. Finishing with the astonishing landscape of Bryce Canyon...
<a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/O8-5bg4frqj8GnHgWrjlaw?authkey=Gv1sRgCJGgl6b45O6fpQE&feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_tyu_mgErIOA/S4uRcFvRGHI/AAAAAAAADW0/FOCWkgspFdA/s800/L1010708%20edit.jpg" /></a>
<a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/TDFqj_gDkDJioNB3R4uzFg?authkey=Gv1sRgCJGgl6b45O6fpQE&feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_tyu_mgErIOA/S4uPiBByHoI/AAAAAAAADWQ/xZs1DiGKXCQ/s800/PICT0200%20edit.jpg" /></a>
Again I'll let the pictures do the talking. If you are in this area - it is well worth a visit...
<a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/D9UTPs7PVVno0nksIVO0sQ?authkey=Gv1sRgCJGgl6b45O6fpQE&feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_tyu_mgErIOA/S4uOMy1JknI/AAAAAAAADVY/SyJG7Noq-50/s800/P1020462%20edit.jpg" /></a>
<a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/b9r8H5FWciQ6P_L-KRWmVg?authkey=Gv1sRgCJGgl6b45O6fpQE&feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_tyu_mgErIOA/S4uORSTtJ6I/AAAAAAAADVg/Mm6krNdy83s/s800/P1020491%20edit.jpg" /></a>
<a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/uWA-2I0CzPjhJdK1RweF3w?authkey=Gv1sRgCJGgl6b45O6fpQE&feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_tyu_mgErIOA/S4uOUwywB1I/AAAAAAAADVk/uSTk9mRtNwE/s800/P1020525%20edit.jpg" /></a>
If you can, spend a day exploring the park on foot - gets you away from any crowds and down into the heart of The Hoodoo landscape
<a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/_u29m_2sF6ytI0ZXBVgDqA?authkey=Gv1sRgCJGgl6b45O6fpQE&feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_tyu_mgErIOA/S4uOauEMFBI/AAAAAAAADVs/jUEvU06mog4/s800/P1020572%20edit.jpg" /></a>
The run to The Grand Canyon's North Rim involves a bit of back tracking - but it is so scenic it really isn't a hardship...
<a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/94cQ3Y9-fvVmrx802d2P8g?authkey=Gv1sRgCJGgl6b45O6fpQE&feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_tyu_mgErIOA/S4uOf9xtKbI/AAAAAAAADVw/_oeqg9R7BC4/s800/L1010771%20edit.jpg" /></a>
One amusing sight in many of the small towns is old Police cars situated at the entry of towns. I presume they are meant to cause you to slow down... The funny fact is that they are "unmanned" - driven by "Officer Woody" !!
<a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/QN0nNX-c7a-0BUBoztEDnQ?authkey=Gv1sRgCJGgl6b45O6fpQE&feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_tyu_mgErIOA/S4uOjpnWl2I/AAAAAAAADV0/Fg5g_iQx4K0/s800/L1010776%20edit.jpg" /></a>
Thereafter the roads change dramatically from travelling through dry, barren and dramatic landscapes to verdant, lush meadows and forests as one approaches The North Rim. It is a wonderful ride...
<a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/VmIFBRYj4Y6f0yPCOe-w4A?authkey=Gv1sRgCJGgl6b45O6fpQE&feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_tyu_mgErIOA/S4uOwUK5GXI/AAAAAAAADV4/5nfmsq2_TKo/s800/L1010783%20edit.jpg" /></a>
<a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/MJcAIj9ewFTxikKfXwKE8A?authkey=Gv1sRgCJGgl6b45O6fpQE&feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_tyu_mgErIOA/S4uPtJgZLYI/AAAAAAAADWY/p0bfMM6CsmM/s800/PICT0020%20edit.jpg" /></a>
<a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/W9JAJPr-I4ykTMUK3frPiA?authkey=Gv1sRgCJGgl6b45O6fpQE&feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_tyu_mgErIOA/S4uPxuaAFoI/AAAAAAAADWc/q6C_66kOnNA/s800/PICT0031%20edit.jpg" /></a>
Eventually you are there... The Grand Canyon... But it is delightfully hidden from view right up until the moment you head out onto the rim... Simply awe
inspiring...
<a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/-Q5R1L2H_aOD6NfWKUr9Lw?authkey=Gv1sRgCJGgl6b45O6fpQE&feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_tyu_mgErIOA/S4uPO4oQLYI/AAAAAAAADWE/BTdTHBLW-J0/s800/Panorama%201.jpg" /></a>
<a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/k_FiZkzErxDMuPxN23AJfQ?authkey=Gv1sRgCJGgl6b45O6fpQE&feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_tyu_mgErIOA/S4uO-Eji6ZI/AAAAAAAADV8/bBjUsjMpugw/s800/P1020641.JPG" /></a>
<a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/npw33Z59YVh789ADu53Rxw?authkey=Gv1sRgCJGgl6b45O6fpQE&feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_tyu_mgErIOA/S4uVAgfGqMI/AAAAAAAADXY/94HRysuN9sM/s800/P1020692%20edit.jpg" /></a>
<a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/jlAvw7_sr5ICw3FIZdkb8w?authkey=Gv1sRgCJGgl6b45O6fpQE&feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_tyu_mgErIOA/S4uU83lA8rI/AAAAAAAADXU/j6XjQVyJmog/s800/P1020699%20edit.jpg" /></a>
<a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/rQJTrqLQApBrdIjgZ5vVDA?authkey=Gv1sRgCJGgl6b45O6fpQE&feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_tyu_mgErIOA/S4uPJtAW1rI/AAAAAAAADWA/5H2sy89Jqyo/s800/P1020728%20edit.jpg" /></a>
Again, my advice would be to take your time to ride through the park rather than rushing... It yields sensational vistas to those who walk or explore more than just the view points at the lodge.
From The Canyon it was next stop Monument Valley... We couldn't have been luckier and, although this a long stretch it is scenic in a multitude of different ways throughout. However, to be fair, all that has gone before pales as one first sees the distinctive shapes on the horizon...
<a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/EV91zXdxWnZsrUAZbfg8hw?authkey=Gv1sRgCJGgl6b45O6fpQE&feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_tyu_mgErIOA/S4uP3b7X1hI/AAAAAAAADWg/Cj7AS-nS4tU/s800/PICT0076%20edit.jpg" /></a>
It is well worth diverting right into the Navajo run park and scenic "drive" - particularly at sunrise or sunset...
<a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/W1t1kPT-7qSwLIPn3iQmBw?authkey=Gv1sRgCJGgl6b45O6fpQE&feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_tyu_mgErIOA/S4uQVKtK8QI/AAAAAAAADWo/urFqXPz3ANw/s800/P1020779%20edit.jpg" /></a>
<a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/ovmAYTCAkWKhEYSE4xdYAQ?authkey=Gv1sRgCJGgl6b45O6fpQE&feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_tyu_mgErIOA/S4uQdDsskZI/AAAAAAAADWs/9s4C3PIT02c/s800/P1020804%20edit.jpg" /></a>
And of course had to stop for the obligatory stop and picture at that famous spot on the way to Mexican Hat...
<a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/Qm9FzejP4IRQHOlbQ3Fz-Q?authkey=Gv1sRgCJGgl6b45O6fpQE&feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_tyu_mgErIOA/S4uQKwkBkeI/AAAAAAAADWk/mD-B6E65mgQ/s800/P1020766%20edit.jpg" /></a>
Racey
Registered user
On leaving Mexican Hat there is a diversion that is well worth making - not just because of the majesty of the landscapes it takes you through - but because it gets you back into feeling a bit more "adventurous"...
For the first time since The Cassiar Highway over a month previously, The Warrior and I were back on dirt roads… And we loved it…
Although they were relatively straightforward, it felt good to be able to turn off the tarmac and to go exploring…
Our first off road sortie was to follow the Valley Of The Gods road, just out side Mexican Hat. It is a 17 mile loop that winds itself through a “smaller version of Monument Valley”.
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The scenery was just as splendid as Monument Valley and the isolation was wonderful. We had one motorcycle approach and pass us from the other direction and 2 4x4s in the entire loop. Other than that we were out among the rock structures all on our own – with no human sounds or signs to be detected. It was brilliant.
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We then headed towards the escarpment on Highway 261. A road I had been looking forward to all trip – as this road turns to dirt as it climbs the side of the escarpment to the top of the plateau through a series of hairpin bends and switchbacks…
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Known as The Moki Dugway it had fascinated me for quite a while. It was apparently constructed in 1958 by Texas Zinc, a mining company, to transport uranium ore from the "Happy Jack" mine in Fry Canyon, UT to the processing mill in Mexican Hat. The three miles of unpaved, but well graded, switchbacks climbs 1,100 feet to the top of Cedar Mesa.
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At the top we took another dirt road for a diversion along Muley Point Road to a point that overlooks Glen Canyon from 1,100 feet. It was worth the drive.
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Thereafter, we were back to the world of tarmac as we followed Highway 261 to Natural Bridges National Monument.
The area has 3 rather grand “Natural Bridges” within it, visible from a 9 mile circular loop. Well, I say visible… From the view points it is possible to see the bridges, but it is difficult to discern them clearly against the backdrop… I’m not sure that the photos did them justice…
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On returning to the Visitor’s Centre I was hot and had my mind on other things as I prepared myself and Warrior for a departure to Cortez. I’d put the old boy on his centre stand when I arrived so I could check his oil on level ground.
But when it came to bumping him off the centre stand – a manoeuvre I have done many times – I couldn’t shift him… I’d lost either my strength or my technique !! So, I braced myself and gave a big heave and off he plopped… Fantastic… Apart from the fact I must have put my right foot under the path of the rear wheel as I “made myself ready” for the big heave…
So down he came and rolled against my foot. And then promptly overbalanced to the right this time !!
I was so mad with myself I had him back upright fully laden in seconds !! Surprised myself !! As I said once before, it is amazing what strength you can summon when you are “pumped up” !!
Thereafter, we rode hard to Monticello and thence to Cortez. Pleasant enough – but after what had gone before it was not as spectacular.
We'd put Cortez on the list as we wanted to see Mesa Verde - a beautiful and fascinating park. Unlike all other parks that we had visited, this one wasn’t all about the scenery and geology. Although the landscape was dramatic and the views far reaching, Mesa Verde’s prime offering is a glimpse into an ancient and special culture of North America.
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In fact, it is such a special insight to this particular aspect of North American history that the park is designated a UNESCO World Heritage Site. It was
established on June 29, 1906, by President Theodore Roosevelt to "preserve the works of man," the first national park of its kind.
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So what is it preserving ? About 1,400 years ago, long before Europeans explored North America, a group of people living in the Four Corners region chose Mesa Verde for their home. For more than 700 years they and their descendants lived and flourished in this area, eventually building elaborate stone communities in the sheltered alcoves of the canyon walls. Then, in the late A.D. 1200s, in the span of a generation or two, they left their homes and moved away.
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Using nature to advantage, Ancestral Puebloans built their dwellings beneath the overhanging cliffs. Their basic construction material was sandstone that they shaped into rectangular blocks about the size of a loaf of bread. The mortar between the blocks was a mix of mud and water. Rooms averaged about six feet by eight feet, space enough for two or three persons.
Most of the cliff dwellings were built from the late A.D. 1190s to late A.D. 1270s. They range in size from one-room structures to villages of more than 150 rooms.
Architecturally, there is no standard ground plan. It would seem builders fitted the structures to the available space.
The first site we visited was Step House. We then back tracked to explore Spruce Tree House.
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Both sites were fascinating and well worth the visit.
On returning to Cortez we thrust ourselves back into the 21st Century with a gourmet McDonalds lunch…
For the first time since The Cassiar Highway over a month previously, The Warrior and I were back on dirt roads… And we loved it…
Although they were relatively straightforward, it felt good to be able to turn off the tarmac and to go exploring…
Our first off road sortie was to follow the Valley Of The Gods road, just out side Mexican Hat. It is a 17 mile loop that winds itself through a “smaller version of Monument Valley”.
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The scenery was just as splendid as Monument Valley and the isolation was wonderful. We had one motorcycle approach and pass us from the other direction and 2 4x4s in the entire loop. Other than that we were out among the rock structures all on our own – with no human sounds or signs to be detected. It was brilliant.
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We then headed towards the escarpment on Highway 261. A road I had been looking forward to all trip – as this road turns to dirt as it climbs the side of the escarpment to the top of the plateau through a series of hairpin bends and switchbacks…
<a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/yKqXFGenrL-Wt1CMlNvTCA?authkey=Gv1sRgCJGgl6b45O6fpQE&feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_tyu_mgErIOA/S4uY0G49cyI/AAAAAAAADXk/0BBir5P9S2A/s800/PICT0086%20edit.jpg" /></a>
Known as The Moki Dugway it had fascinated me for quite a while. It was apparently constructed in 1958 by Texas Zinc, a mining company, to transport uranium ore from the "Happy Jack" mine in Fry Canyon, UT to the processing mill in Mexican Hat. The three miles of unpaved, but well graded, switchbacks climbs 1,100 feet to the top of Cedar Mesa.
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At the top we took another dirt road for a diversion along Muley Point Road to a point that overlooks Glen Canyon from 1,100 feet. It was worth the drive.
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Thereafter, we were back to the world of tarmac as we followed Highway 261 to Natural Bridges National Monument.
The area has 3 rather grand “Natural Bridges” within it, visible from a 9 mile circular loop. Well, I say visible… From the view points it is possible to see the bridges, but it is difficult to discern them clearly against the backdrop… I’m not sure that the photos did them justice…
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On returning to the Visitor’s Centre I was hot and had my mind on other things as I prepared myself and Warrior for a departure to Cortez. I’d put the old boy on his centre stand when I arrived so I could check his oil on level ground.
But when it came to bumping him off the centre stand – a manoeuvre I have done many times – I couldn’t shift him… I’d lost either my strength or my technique !! So, I braced myself and gave a big heave and off he plopped… Fantastic… Apart from the fact I must have put my right foot under the path of the rear wheel as I “made myself ready” for the big heave…
So down he came and rolled against my foot. And then promptly overbalanced to the right this time !!
I was so mad with myself I had him back upright fully laden in seconds !! Surprised myself !! As I said once before, it is amazing what strength you can summon when you are “pumped up” !!
Thereafter, we rode hard to Monticello and thence to Cortez. Pleasant enough – but after what had gone before it was not as spectacular.
We'd put Cortez on the list as we wanted to see Mesa Verde - a beautiful and fascinating park. Unlike all other parks that we had visited, this one wasn’t all about the scenery and geology. Although the landscape was dramatic and the views far reaching, Mesa Verde’s prime offering is a glimpse into an ancient and special culture of North America.
<a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/aDbkmhWZQRhJ1TH8f7mlGg?authkey=Gv1sRgCJGgl6b45O6fpQE&feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_tyu_mgErIOA/S4uaESnp3GI/AAAAAAAADYc/vOfPM-X3gAg/s800/P1020855%20edit.jpg" /></a>
In fact, it is such a special insight to this particular aspect of North American history that the park is designated a UNESCO World Heritage Site. It was
established on June 29, 1906, by President Theodore Roosevelt to "preserve the works of man," the first national park of its kind.
<a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/avf5QNtTniEjyI3hzNJO4A?authkey=Gv1sRgCJGgl6b45O6fpQE&feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_tyu_mgErIOA/S4udRFdywOI/AAAAAAAADZE/OG61jZJlCaE/s800/P1020859%20edit.jpg" /></a>
So what is it preserving ? About 1,400 years ago, long before Europeans explored North America, a group of people living in the Four Corners region chose Mesa Verde for their home. For more than 700 years they and their descendants lived and flourished in this area, eventually building elaborate stone communities in the sheltered alcoves of the canyon walls. Then, in the late A.D. 1200s, in the span of a generation or two, they left their homes and moved away.
<a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/M-HPOiZanGmdgIEwkgVyUw?authkey=Gv1sRgCJGgl6b45O6fpQE&feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_tyu_mgErIOA/S4uaRWh7VAI/AAAAAAAADYg/BnSzjXROITc/s800/P1020869%20edit.jpg" /></a>
Using nature to advantage, Ancestral Puebloans built their dwellings beneath the overhanging cliffs. Their basic construction material was sandstone that they shaped into rectangular blocks about the size of a loaf of bread. The mortar between the blocks was a mix of mud and water. Rooms averaged about six feet by eight feet, space enough for two or three persons.
Most of the cliff dwellings were built from the late A.D. 1190s to late A.D. 1270s. They range in size from one-room structures to villages of more than 150 rooms.
Architecturally, there is no standard ground plan. It would seem builders fitted the structures to the available space.
The first site we visited was Step House. We then back tracked to explore Spruce Tree House.
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Both sites were fascinating and well worth the visit.
On returning to Cortez we thrust ourselves back into the 21st Century with a gourmet McDonalds lunch…
Racey
Registered user
The next stage from Cortez was a fantastic "shot in the arm" - a superb tonic… And a wonderful surprise… I’d easily put it down as one of the best of the trip… It got me back to the very essence of what a trip like this is all about. Utterly sensational from start to finish…
Here’s why:
All preceeding days had been great, but I had begun to feel that many of them had been missing a certain “je ne sais quoi ?”. And I think that the missing ingredients had been, firstly, that “the ride” had been overshadowed by “the destinations”. All rides had been great as I have reported, but unlike the early days of the trip, some days had seemed to end up being more about the “Parks” or destinations than the actual riding… This section - like The Valley of The Gods was different…
Secondly, the early portion of the trip had elements of adventure and excitement that caused me to question myself and to learn. I was out of my comfort zone in certain situations and that was an added dimension…
After Alaska and The Yukon, everything was bound to feel a little more sanitized and “predictable” I know… But that predictability and “following the tourist trail” was bound to lack the same “edge” that those pioneering days had. While I enjoyed all that I did in the last month, I was getting a little jaundiced following the hoards of German, Dutch and American tourists around…
Well, although I wasn’t back in the wilds to the same extent I really felt “off the tourist trail” on this section and that we were blazing our own trail. I know we were on reasonably well worn routes, but there was a sense of isolation and the fact that the landscape was dramatic from start to finish (rather than just when we entered “a Park”) made me feel elated… And I'd found it the good old fashioned way by studying maps - not following guide books !!
So what else added to it ? This is going to sound stupid – but in the entire 6 hours, the iPod that was on shuffle (as it has been all trip), didn’t pick a bad tune… They all suited the mood and the road conditions being encountered at any given point and we rocked !!
Finally, I encountered some horrendous weather – and loved it. I have never seen skies and lightning during the day like those I encountered on the run to Gateway on Highway 141 – and it was spectacular and added to the drama… I got drenched – and couldn’t have been happier… Harley Riders out for a Sunday jaunt were all pulling off to wait the storm out – but The Warrior and I just lapped it all up… Magic…
So where is this wonderful ride and what are the ingredients ?
Well, from Cortez take Highway 145 North. It runs alongside the Delores River and climbs through some astonishing mountain scenery and pretty old towns like Rico (reminding me of old frontier towns in Alaska and The Yukon). It was a wonderful wooded mountain road reminiscent of the early days of this ride…
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The roads were fast sweepers and climbers – and the bike was in his element – romping along… It was cool, and I was comfortable – even as the skies darkened… But at that point we only got a minor shower…
As we climbed up out of the valley towards Norwood and Naturita the scenery continued to change. Firstly we found ourselves on the irrigated plateau top – among arable farms and ranches – in some sensational weather. Sally the Mustang dropped her top when we fuelled up in Naturita and then on we sped on Highway 141 towards Gateway.
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If any of you haven’t ever done this road… DO IT… Preferably on a bike with bags of torque and with an iPod full of your favourite tunes… KNOCKOUT !!
It sweeps and swoops, it climbs and falls, and the scenery just gets better and better – into dry arid canyons and gorges until one finds oneself in the canyon of The Delores River…
Even running into the blackest daytime skies I have ever seen didn’t detract… The lightning flashed – the thunder rolled and on we sped…
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At points the deluge had created floods across the road with mud and rocks washed into our path – all adding to the adventure.
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Finally, we dried out and romped onwards through West Creek, Fall Creek and East Creek. Again, marvellous pieces of road.
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Sadly as we turned onto Highway 50 to Grand Junction the heavens opened again… But who cares…
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After checking into a motel in Grand Junction and changing - the weather cleared – so on a spur of the moment whim we headed off to see Colorado National Monument.
An added bonus !! Even more so as the weather was great, the road was a dream and the scenery sublime – oh, and we had the place to ourselves…
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All in all a sensational stretch...
Here’s why:
All preceeding days had been great, but I had begun to feel that many of them had been missing a certain “je ne sais quoi ?”. And I think that the missing ingredients had been, firstly, that “the ride” had been overshadowed by “the destinations”. All rides had been great as I have reported, but unlike the early days of the trip, some days had seemed to end up being more about the “Parks” or destinations than the actual riding… This section - like The Valley of The Gods was different…
Secondly, the early portion of the trip had elements of adventure and excitement that caused me to question myself and to learn. I was out of my comfort zone in certain situations and that was an added dimension…
After Alaska and The Yukon, everything was bound to feel a little more sanitized and “predictable” I know… But that predictability and “following the tourist trail” was bound to lack the same “edge” that those pioneering days had. While I enjoyed all that I did in the last month, I was getting a little jaundiced following the hoards of German, Dutch and American tourists around…
Well, although I wasn’t back in the wilds to the same extent I really felt “off the tourist trail” on this section and that we were blazing our own trail. I know we were on reasonably well worn routes, but there was a sense of isolation and the fact that the landscape was dramatic from start to finish (rather than just when we entered “a Park”) made me feel elated… And I'd found it the good old fashioned way by studying maps - not following guide books !!
So what else added to it ? This is going to sound stupid – but in the entire 6 hours, the iPod that was on shuffle (as it has been all trip), didn’t pick a bad tune… They all suited the mood and the road conditions being encountered at any given point and we rocked !!
Finally, I encountered some horrendous weather – and loved it. I have never seen skies and lightning during the day like those I encountered on the run to Gateway on Highway 141 – and it was spectacular and added to the drama… I got drenched – and couldn’t have been happier… Harley Riders out for a Sunday jaunt were all pulling off to wait the storm out – but The Warrior and I just lapped it all up… Magic…
So where is this wonderful ride and what are the ingredients ?
Well, from Cortez take Highway 145 North. It runs alongside the Delores River and climbs through some astonishing mountain scenery and pretty old towns like Rico (reminding me of old frontier towns in Alaska and The Yukon). It was a wonderful wooded mountain road reminiscent of the early days of this ride…
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The roads were fast sweepers and climbers – and the bike was in his element – romping along… It was cool, and I was comfortable – even as the skies darkened… But at that point we only got a minor shower…
As we climbed up out of the valley towards Norwood and Naturita the scenery continued to change. Firstly we found ourselves on the irrigated plateau top – among arable farms and ranches – in some sensational weather. Sally the Mustang dropped her top when we fuelled up in Naturita and then on we sped on Highway 141 towards Gateway.
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If any of you haven’t ever done this road… DO IT… Preferably on a bike with bags of torque and with an iPod full of your favourite tunes… KNOCKOUT !!
It sweeps and swoops, it climbs and falls, and the scenery just gets better and better – into dry arid canyons and gorges until one finds oneself in the canyon of The Delores River…
Even running into the blackest daytime skies I have ever seen didn’t detract… The lightning flashed – the thunder rolled and on we sped…
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At points the deluge had created floods across the road with mud and rocks washed into our path – all adding to the adventure.
<a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/YORIFg6UfyQCgyCPEREVig?authkey=Gv1sRgCJGgl6b45O6fpQE&feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_tyu_mgErIOA/S4umuQ-0eGI/AAAAAAAADas/pSMU_Ni59d0/s800/PICT0154%20edit.jpg" /></a>
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Finally, we dried out and romped onwards through West Creek, Fall Creek and East Creek. Again, marvellous pieces of road.
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Sadly as we turned onto Highway 50 to Grand Junction the heavens opened again… But who cares…
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After checking into a motel in Grand Junction and changing - the weather cleared – so on a spur of the moment whim we headed off to see Colorado National Monument.
An added bonus !! Even more so as the weather was great, the road was a dream and the scenery sublime – oh, and we had the place to ourselves…
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All in all a sensational stretch...
Racey
Registered user
In Grand Junction, as per all the other mornings, I checked the bike over – particularly the dodgy tyre repair the “office boy” did 2,924 miles ago…
The previous morning in Cortez it had dropped quite a bit over night and it had done the same in Grand Junction… Previously it had dropped a pound or two – these last two nights it was down 20 !! Time for action…
Of course I could keep pumping it up or I could attempt another repair… I stood up and scratched my head to think - and came up with a third option !! Perhaps I could go 250 yards down the road to Grand Junction’s BMW Dealer and ask nicely if they could help !! At 8:30am we were outside with our best “oh goodness, can you help us” looks perfected !!
They worked !! By 10:00am we were on our way with a brand new Battlewing on the front and a clean bike as well !! Did they not realise how hard I had worked to get that bike that dirty ??
Could not have been more convenient. A dealer 200 yards from our hotel… God must ride a bike !!
Thereafter, we headed up the valley to catch Highway 65 over Grand Mesa. Such a good road and better than just hitching onto Highway 50 out of Grand Junction… Utterly sensational…
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We romped onto Highway 92 and loved every second to Black Canyon. That National Park has the “oh my God” factor more than any other… It is sensational and right up there with the best of the best…
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Those views are stomach churning like no other !! So glad we made the detour…
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Then we completed 92 at a fair old pace – new boot on front means maximum fun…
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Poor old Susie had her stomach lurch again after Black Canyon – Warrior wasn’t being a gent this afternoon !! Sally struggled to keep up through the bends !!
We rolled into Gunnison and checked in just as the heavens opened…
As a fisherman, over the years, I have become accustomed to hearing the phrase “my goodness the fishing has been awesome – you should have been here last week” or “yesterday”…
But on this trip lady luck and I had been sticking real close !! And she seemed to riding “pillion”..! If you have followed this closely, you'll have seen I had enjoyed 2 sensational days on the run… But how long will it last ? Did I get 3 on the run ?? You'll have to see the next installment !!
Supper in town was fantastic…
The previous morning in Cortez it had dropped quite a bit over night and it had done the same in Grand Junction… Previously it had dropped a pound or two – these last two nights it was down 20 !! Time for action…
Of course I could keep pumping it up or I could attempt another repair… I stood up and scratched my head to think - and came up with a third option !! Perhaps I could go 250 yards down the road to Grand Junction’s BMW Dealer and ask nicely if they could help !! At 8:30am we were outside with our best “oh goodness, can you help us” looks perfected !!
They worked !! By 10:00am we were on our way with a brand new Battlewing on the front and a clean bike as well !! Did they not realise how hard I had worked to get that bike that dirty ??
Could not have been more convenient. A dealer 200 yards from our hotel… God must ride a bike !!
Thereafter, we headed up the valley to catch Highway 65 over Grand Mesa. Such a good road and better than just hitching onto Highway 50 out of Grand Junction… Utterly sensational…
<a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/5apX5H1zYVvG2e3I6SIy3w?authkey=Gv1sRgCJGgl6b45O6fpQE&feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_tyu_mgErIOA/S4uyftojbCI/AAAAAAAADb8/KscDbYL2oVo/s800/L1010989%20edit.jpg" /></a>
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We romped onto Highway 92 and loved every second to Black Canyon. That National Park has the “oh my God” factor more than any other… It is sensational and right up there with the best of the best…
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Those views are stomach churning like no other !! So glad we made the detour…
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Then we completed 92 at a fair old pace – new boot on front means maximum fun…
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Poor old Susie had her stomach lurch again after Black Canyon – Warrior wasn’t being a gent this afternoon !! Sally struggled to keep up through the bends !!
We rolled into Gunnison and checked in just as the heavens opened…
As a fisherman, over the years, I have become accustomed to hearing the phrase “my goodness the fishing has been awesome – you should have been here last week” or “yesterday”…
But on this trip lady luck and I had been sticking real close !! And she seemed to riding “pillion”..! If you have followed this closely, you'll have seen I had enjoyed 2 sensational days on the run… But how long will it last ? Did I get 3 on the run ?? You'll have to see the next installment !!
Supper in town was fantastic…
Fantastic report - a feast of photos and brilliant commentary. Thank you.
Racey
Registered user
I suppose it was inevitable that no 3 days could fall into the “flawless” category !! On the run from Gunnison to Denver “Lady Luck” must have hitched a brief ride with someone else !!
The day started really well, with a very pleasant ride out of Gunnison on Highway 50 headed East. While it wasn’t the most sensational road to start with– it was pleasant and took us through some beautiful rolling countryside.
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But then it got more interesting as we started to climb the heights of Monarch Pass. Up and up we climbed – with the road hugging the contours and sweeping up the mountain on a wonderful 2 lane highway for those ascending…
The few vehicles that we did encounter on the climb were soon dispensed with because of the “truck” lane and we pushed on at a sprightly pace.
It was amusing to see Monarch Lodge on the descent – I bet that in the winter it becomes a most picturesque sight and that guests think they are in a winter wonderland – but in the summer, surrounded by old vehicles and dilapidated out buildings that weren’t hidden under a blanket of snow it looked a little like the hotel in “The Shining”…
Just outside Salida we picked up Highway 285 and ran the short distance to a very pleasant stop for coffee and tea in Buena Vista. The old part of town was most picturesque and was a welcome spot for “elevensies”.
<a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/4FMNW0qaoQt_DtLoMWkVJw?authkey=Gv1sRgCJGgl6b45O6fpQE&feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_tyu_mgErIOA/S4vKP3B2VVI/AAAAAAAADcw/d7yfwoAxIuM/s800/L1020028%20edit.jpg" /></a>
At that point we considered our route options and elected to back track the mile or so to pick up (and stick with) Highway 24 as it would take us towards Pike’s Forest and Pike’s Peak.
As we had been riding the “clear blue skies” had started to be broken with the formation of “the odd cloud” and we knew that we could encounter the usual scenario of the afternoon being overcast or even wet. But if we didn’t head that way, we’d never know…
It was on this stretch that “Lady Luck” taught us who was in charge !! Twice !!
The first occasion was as we were ¼ mile from the top of Wilkerson’s Pass and behind a line of cars approaching the Visitor Centre. As we slowed to about 45 mph I seized the chance to flip up my lid and take a drink from my hydration pack.
But at that very moment, with a display of precision flying the air force would have been proud of, a rather large insect sped past the windscreen of the bike and landed a perfect bull’s eye in the gap created by having my riding jacket zipper down to cool off.
It hit with a thud on my chest that let me know it wasn’t a mosquito !! The sting it dispensed next let me know it had bounced between my riding shirt and jacket and that it wasn’t happy !!
The second sting let me know it was still there and getting madder !!
To much bewilderment to Susie in the Mustang behind I then demonstrated my full repertoire of trick riding !! No hands… Much flailing about… Standing up, combined with more flailing… Even attempting to get my jacket fully open while riding standing !!
The culprit was clearly now trapped beneath my “Kidney Belt” as that’s where I got walloped the next 3 times !!
Fortunately the turn off for the Visitor Centre and Viewing Platform had arrived and one handed and without slowing I roared in and dismounted in the first available space…
As I leapt from the bike tearing my hydration pack, jacket and back protector off what should I see ?? A Bee or similar lazily fly off to settle on the ground some 6 to 8 feet away !!
Being a great advocate of the old school playground motto of “don’t start what you can’t finish” I made a graceful leap the entire distance that Rudolph Nureyev would have been proud of and, with a resounding and triumphant cry of “got ya”, I levelled the score !!
<a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/wJBN1skWTCkp72kEeIy5kg?authkey=Gv1sRgCJGgl6b45O6fpQE&feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_tyu_mgErIOA/S4vKiTVZq8I/AAAAAAAADc4/i-6lxPFv2KU/s800/P1030007%20edit.jpg" /></a>
I then looked around and realised what I sight I must have been – a trick cycling, stripping, ballerina impersonating biker – with his T shirt pulled up exposing his midriff !!
The eccentricities of The English abroad !!
It was a final score of 5-1 !! But mine was a “knockout blow” he wouldn’t be getting up from..!
After administering antihistamine creams and pills we took in the views and headed off again.
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By the time we reached “decision point” about the Pike’s Peak ascent at Woodland’s Park the clouds had gathered and had started to obscure one or two of the peaks we could see. Realising that it could be fruitless to push on to ascend the mountain we turned North on a most agreeable road – Highway 67 – to Deckers and Sedalia.
As we headed towards Deckers the road followed The South Platte River through a wonderful and dramatic canyon. However, all along the road were signs of recent and significant flash flood damage…
When we reached Deckers a quick stop for a soda and a hot dog filled us in… One week earlier a massive storm had hit the area that saw 4 inches of rain fall in one hour !! And the torrent that had raged down the river had swept away trees, cars and driveways. Fortunately no one had been hurt – but residents we spoke to said it had been terrifying…
From there it was a pleasant run to Sedalia on the final stretch of technical twisting road alongside the river.
The run in towards Denver was a breeze and we arrived at the home of our hosts for the next 2 nights at about 3:00pm. Dave and Jeannie Gottenborg had most generously offered us the opportunity to stay with them at their home in Greenwood Village and we were delighted to accept.
I had met Dave in Alaska. Although we had only been together for 2 nights on The Dalton we had got on well and he had extended the invitation for a “bunk for the night” if needed in Colorado…
With Susie flying out from Denver it couldn’t have worked out better and I had gladly accepted while on the road. It proved to be a great base from which we could visit Rocky Mountain National Park on her final day...
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The day started really well, with a very pleasant ride out of Gunnison on Highway 50 headed East. While it wasn’t the most sensational road to start with– it was pleasant and took us through some beautiful rolling countryside.
<a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/j15dy4HonjxMOf5eEt7CUA?authkey=Gv1sRgCJGgl6b45O6fpQE&feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_tyu_mgErIOA/S4vKEjJlyNI/AAAAAAAADck/vCYwOibP8Qg/s800/L1020022%20edit.jpg" /></a>
But then it got more interesting as we started to climb the heights of Monarch Pass. Up and up we climbed – with the road hugging the contours and sweeping up the mountain on a wonderful 2 lane highway for those ascending…
The few vehicles that we did encounter on the climb were soon dispensed with because of the “truck” lane and we pushed on at a sprightly pace.
It was amusing to see Monarch Lodge on the descent – I bet that in the winter it becomes a most picturesque sight and that guests think they are in a winter wonderland – but in the summer, surrounded by old vehicles and dilapidated out buildings that weren’t hidden under a blanket of snow it looked a little like the hotel in “The Shining”…
Just outside Salida we picked up Highway 285 and ran the short distance to a very pleasant stop for coffee and tea in Buena Vista. The old part of town was most picturesque and was a welcome spot for “elevensies”.
<a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/4FMNW0qaoQt_DtLoMWkVJw?authkey=Gv1sRgCJGgl6b45O6fpQE&feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_tyu_mgErIOA/S4vKP3B2VVI/AAAAAAAADcw/d7yfwoAxIuM/s800/L1020028%20edit.jpg" /></a>
At that point we considered our route options and elected to back track the mile or so to pick up (and stick with) Highway 24 as it would take us towards Pike’s Forest and Pike’s Peak.
As we had been riding the “clear blue skies” had started to be broken with the formation of “the odd cloud” and we knew that we could encounter the usual scenario of the afternoon being overcast or even wet. But if we didn’t head that way, we’d never know…
It was on this stretch that “Lady Luck” taught us who was in charge !! Twice !!
The first occasion was as we were ¼ mile from the top of Wilkerson’s Pass and behind a line of cars approaching the Visitor Centre. As we slowed to about 45 mph I seized the chance to flip up my lid and take a drink from my hydration pack.
But at that very moment, with a display of precision flying the air force would have been proud of, a rather large insect sped past the windscreen of the bike and landed a perfect bull’s eye in the gap created by having my riding jacket zipper down to cool off.
It hit with a thud on my chest that let me know it wasn’t a mosquito !! The sting it dispensed next let me know it had bounced between my riding shirt and jacket and that it wasn’t happy !!
The second sting let me know it was still there and getting madder !!
To much bewilderment to Susie in the Mustang behind I then demonstrated my full repertoire of trick riding !! No hands… Much flailing about… Standing up, combined with more flailing… Even attempting to get my jacket fully open while riding standing !!
The culprit was clearly now trapped beneath my “Kidney Belt” as that’s where I got walloped the next 3 times !!
Fortunately the turn off for the Visitor Centre and Viewing Platform had arrived and one handed and without slowing I roared in and dismounted in the first available space…
As I leapt from the bike tearing my hydration pack, jacket and back protector off what should I see ?? A Bee or similar lazily fly off to settle on the ground some 6 to 8 feet away !!
Being a great advocate of the old school playground motto of “don’t start what you can’t finish” I made a graceful leap the entire distance that Rudolph Nureyev would have been proud of and, with a resounding and triumphant cry of “got ya”, I levelled the score !!
<a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/wJBN1skWTCkp72kEeIy5kg?authkey=Gv1sRgCJGgl6b45O6fpQE&feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_tyu_mgErIOA/S4vKiTVZq8I/AAAAAAAADc4/i-6lxPFv2KU/s800/P1030007%20edit.jpg" /></a>
I then looked around and realised what I sight I must have been – a trick cycling, stripping, ballerina impersonating biker – with his T shirt pulled up exposing his midriff !!
The eccentricities of The English abroad !!
It was a final score of 5-1 !! But mine was a “knockout blow” he wouldn’t be getting up from..!
After administering antihistamine creams and pills we took in the views and headed off again.
<a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/w4U36-6jMT5W32k5AzozIg?authkey=Gv1sRgCJGgl6b45O6fpQE&feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_tyu_mgErIOA/S4vKbqLpO1I/AAAAAAAADc0/UT0fzzgHW7E/s800/P1030005%20edit.jpg" /></a>
By the time we reached “decision point” about the Pike’s Peak ascent at Woodland’s Park the clouds had gathered and had started to obscure one or two of the peaks we could see. Realising that it could be fruitless to push on to ascend the mountain we turned North on a most agreeable road – Highway 67 – to Deckers and Sedalia.
As we headed towards Deckers the road followed The South Platte River through a wonderful and dramatic canyon. However, all along the road were signs of recent and significant flash flood damage…
When we reached Deckers a quick stop for a soda and a hot dog filled us in… One week earlier a massive storm had hit the area that saw 4 inches of rain fall in one hour !! And the torrent that had raged down the river had swept away trees, cars and driveways. Fortunately no one had been hurt – but residents we spoke to said it had been terrifying…
From there it was a pleasant run to Sedalia on the final stretch of technical twisting road alongside the river.
The run in towards Denver was a breeze and we arrived at the home of our hosts for the next 2 nights at about 3:00pm. Dave and Jeannie Gottenborg had most generously offered us the opportunity to stay with them at their home in Greenwood Village and we were delighted to accept.
I had met Dave in Alaska. Although we had only been together for 2 nights on The Dalton we had got on well and he had extended the invitation for a “bunk for the night” if needed in Colorado…
With Susie flying out from Denver it couldn’t have worked out better and I had gladly accepted while on the road. It proved to be a great base from which we could visit Rocky Mountain National Park on her final day...
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Simon
Is the Moki dugway the road running up to Muley Point Overlook? It's just north of Mexican Hat on the 261.
Those pics are superb
Is the Moki dugway the road running up to Muley Point Overlook? It's just north of Mexican Hat on the 261.
Those pics are superb
Racey
Registered user
Simon
Is the Moki dugway the road running up to Muley Point Overlook? It's just north of Mexican Hat on the 261.
Those pics are superb
Chris
That's almost correct. Moki Dugway is essentially an integral part of 261 as you say.
The road to Muley point is CR 241. It is a left turn right at the top of The Dugway - off the 261.
One heads down to Muley Point to see the vista back towards Monument Valley over Glen Canyon and then has to retrace one's route (only 5 miles each way) back to 261...
Simon
Racey
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Fantastic report - a feast of photos and brilliant commentary. Thank you.
Thanks Glenboy - I'm pleased to hear you are enjoying it.
Simon
Racey
Registered user
It finally arrived… A bit like the end of the school holidays always came around no matter how you hoped it wouldn't… The day Susie and I had to go our separate ways finally dawned…
I think we both tried to remember it wouldn’t be long until we were back together in UK. And we recalled the fantastic time we had shared and all the great experiences we had enjoyed…
But it was no good. We were both sad…
Susie was first to head off at about 7:00am to drop her companion back at the Hertz stable and to catch her Denver to JFK flight. The weather seemed to suit the occasion… Overcast and gloomy !! As she started the car she confirmed she'd followed me 4,550 miles...
As I watched her go I contemplated the days ahead and tried hard to buck myself up. I felt it important that I worked hard to avoid these following days falling into the “I want to get these over and done with” category !!
The next stages were as fundamentally important to the trip as all the preceding ones and I had to ensure I got back in the right frame of mind to get the best from them. I told myself “if you start off feeling down and you regard these as a chore – you might as well ship yourself and your bike home from Denver !!”. That sort of worked !!
I finished packing and said my fond farewells to Dave and Jeanie and headed out… In the rain !! In a way I didn’t mind the rain as it made the conditions cooler.
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For someone who is normally so sure of things it was strange to say I wasn’t 100% sure of where I was headed that day as I set out. Dave and I had discussed my options from Denver. I had elected to traverse Kansas for a few reasons - the first (and possibly a strange one) was that almost everyone I'd spoken to had said "Kansas is a chore and a dreadful experience"... Well, ever curious and keen to make my own mind up I needed to find out for myself !!
The second was that the foulest of Summer storms was hitting Denver and snow was forecast for the following day in the city and surrounding areas - and Dave suggested I got a move on to try and out run the worst of it !!
Finally, I wanted to cut across and down to Joplin for a very important reason - and this route made good sense to enable me to hit that objective and others shortly after that...
As I said, Dave and I had evaluated a number of options and had concluded that if the weather was to be wet and windy ahead of the impending snow and thunder storms, it might be best to try and “crack on” to break the back of the slog across from Denver… Rather than spending too much time meandering the back roads, the conclusion was that doing a significant stretch on I-70 would see me well on my way…
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One suggestion was to push on as far as Wichita – 520 miles. But a “get out of jail option” existed if the weather or the appetite for a big day dictated otherwise.
And that was to break at Hays – 340 miles.
As I set off I tried to keep an open mind on the destination.
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After cutting through to I-70 on Highway 86 I finally joined the interstate. I doubt many of the Europeans reading this have pulled onto a road and seen their GPS say “turn in 346 miles” !! It rather knocked what resolve I had I must confess !!
I called up the Plan B option on the GPS… That said “turn in 258 miles” !! And I had already done 90 !!
Trying to stay open minded I trundled on. It was as many people had warned me – straight and flat. Highlights were a crop spraying plane swooping over corn fields and the most enormous irrigation schemes and farm machinery. But ride was interesting in a strange way - I can see that if Kansas is "in the way" of a destination that has to be reached on more than one occasion it would become a chore - but I found it an interesting experience...
I think it is "fashionable" to "follow the crowd" and say it is boring - but like the lad that pointed out "The Emperor's new clothes weren't that grand" I've never been one to just agree - I like to make my own mind up as I say...
I stopped to stretch my legs and fuel up a couple of times. To try and see if I had the appetite for the big push – but I think that in my heart I knew it wasn’t going to be that sort of day.
I didn’t want to make mistakes or to spoil the good feeling recent days had left – and I felt trying to be heroic, if I didn’t feel like it, could backfire. So although I had told myself I would pull off the interstate to fill up and evaluate the butt and the spirit at Hays and see if I wanted to go on – I think I knew early into the day which would give out first !!
With the hour time difference between Denver and Kansas I found the GPS was predicting a 7pm arrival in Wichita when I filled up. With a “Best Western” just opposite the gas station in Hays the decision was made !!
It was a good decision... Heavy snow fell in Denver the following day and severe floods hit the Colorado / Kansas area I had just traveled through...
I think we both tried to remember it wouldn’t be long until we were back together in UK. And we recalled the fantastic time we had shared and all the great experiences we had enjoyed…
But it was no good. We were both sad…
Susie was first to head off at about 7:00am to drop her companion back at the Hertz stable and to catch her Denver to JFK flight. The weather seemed to suit the occasion… Overcast and gloomy !! As she started the car she confirmed she'd followed me 4,550 miles...
As I watched her go I contemplated the days ahead and tried hard to buck myself up. I felt it important that I worked hard to avoid these following days falling into the “I want to get these over and done with” category !!
The next stages were as fundamentally important to the trip as all the preceding ones and I had to ensure I got back in the right frame of mind to get the best from them. I told myself “if you start off feeling down and you regard these as a chore – you might as well ship yourself and your bike home from Denver !!”. That sort of worked !!
I finished packing and said my fond farewells to Dave and Jeanie and headed out… In the rain !! In a way I didn’t mind the rain as it made the conditions cooler.
<a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/FBi_GSId37YxBwv119-69Q?authkey=Gv1sRgCJGgl6b45O6fpQE&feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_tyu_mgErIOA/S4vqqDuCaJI/AAAAAAAADdc/O6gnBG__qvc/s800/DSC_9554%20edit.jpg" /></a>
For someone who is normally so sure of things it was strange to say I wasn’t 100% sure of where I was headed that day as I set out. Dave and I had discussed my options from Denver. I had elected to traverse Kansas for a few reasons - the first (and possibly a strange one) was that almost everyone I'd spoken to had said "Kansas is a chore and a dreadful experience"... Well, ever curious and keen to make my own mind up I needed to find out for myself !!
The second was that the foulest of Summer storms was hitting Denver and snow was forecast for the following day in the city and surrounding areas - and Dave suggested I got a move on to try and out run the worst of it !!
Finally, I wanted to cut across and down to Joplin for a very important reason - and this route made good sense to enable me to hit that objective and others shortly after that...
As I said, Dave and I had evaluated a number of options and had concluded that if the weather was to be wet and windy ahead of the impending snow and thunder storms, it might be best to try and “crack on” to break the back of the slog across from Denver… Rather than spending too much time meandering the back roads, the conclusion was that doing a significant stretch on I-70 would see me well on my way…
<a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/RA-pGKytrc8-SzJPJbKVfg?authkey=Gv1sRgCJGgl6b45O6fpQE&feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_tyu_mgErIOA/S4vqvrrYztI/AAAAAAAADdg/MciPZIyaMgY/s800/DSC_9559%20edit.jpg" /></a>
One suggestion was to push on as far as Wichita – 520 miles. But a “get out of jail option” existed if the weather or the appetite for a big day dictated otherwise.
And that was to break at Hays – 340 miles.
As I set off I tried to keep an open mind on the destination.
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After cutting through to I-70 on Highway 86 I finally joined the interstate. I doubt many of the Europeans reading this have pulled onto a road and seen their GPS say “turn in 346 miles” !! It rather knocked what resolve I had I must confess !!
I called up the Plan B option on the GPS… That said “turn in 258 miles” !! And I had already done 90 !!
Trying to stay open minded I trundled on. It was as many people had warned me – straight and flat. Highlights were a crop spraying plane swooping over corn fields and the most enormous irrigation schemes and farm machinery. But ride was interesting in a strange way - I can see that if Kansas is "in the way" of a destination that has to be reached on more than one occasion it would become a chore - but I found it an interesting experience...
I think it is "fashionable" to "follow the crowd" and say it is boring - but like the lad that pointed out "The Emperor's new clothes weren't that grand" I've never been one to just agree - I like to make my own mind up as I say...
I stopped to stretch my legs and fuel up a couple of times. To try and see if I had the appetite for the big push – but I think that in my heart I knew it wasn’t going to be that sort of day.
I didn’t want to make mistakes or to spoil the good feeling recent days had left – and I felt trying to be heroic, if I didn’t feel like it, could backfire. So although I had told myself I would pull off the interstate to fill up and evaluate the butt and the spirit at Hays and see if I wanted to go on – I think I knew early into the day which would give out first !!
With the hour time difference between Denver and Kansas I found the GPS was predicting a 7pm arrival in Wichita when I filled up. With a “Best Western” just opposite the gas station in Hays the decision was made !!
It was a good decision... Heavy snow fell in Denver the following day and severe floods hit the Colorado / Kansas area I had just traveled through...
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