Ever get that feeling you just gotta get some dirt between your fingers? There’s a chunk of the country that has given me this sense before I ever set foot in it. It’s roughly a square region bounded by Grand Junction on the NE and Diamond Creek on the SW. Lucky for me, this is also my backyard ;)
In the lower elevations of this region, snow is not usually a concern, but it can be. This weekend, for example…a few days ago Moab got 3-4″ of the white stuff, unbeknownst to me. Armed with the Yeti, a ride plan to drool over and a generous helping of ignorance I hit to road for Moab yesterday. Getting closer and closer, and lower and lower, and the snow getting deeper and deeper, it was apparent the ride was going to be on roads.
80 miles of mostly pavement in sub-freezing temps, but damn was it a sparkly clear and calm day. A real beauty. The Yeti flowed like silk…which was nice cause the last time I rode her she tried to kill me.
This was the start of the planned route. After a bit it seemed stupid to ride on ice and snow. Dave and Chris, you guys are nuts. Maybe there just wasn’t enough snow to make it fun?
Click this one for the full res – Darwinism in action.
Nice scenery around here…
Top of the initial poison spider climb.
The recharge is complete. I came back with a head full of new ideas and tons of motivation to kick my own ass for the next 2 weeks.