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23 June 2017

Delta Dawn


Ride the Rockies, Day 6 – Montrose to Gunnison via Cerro Summit and Blue Mesa Summit

Back in 2003, Ride the Rockies traversed the north rim of the Black Canyon of the Gunnison for the first time. Now the tour has crossed that highway several times. That isn't today's Ride the Rockies route, but it was my route. I want to stay off the road where the cyclists will be, as much as I can, plus, I wanted a little trip down memory lane.

Some of my favorite memories from my first RtR are the messages "Agent Orange" would paint (in neon orange) onto the road to amuse weary cyclists. One such verse described a junkyard full of weathered vehicles as the place where SAG wagons go to retire. SAG wagons are the vehicles driven by volunteers to help cyclists along the route. SAG stands for Support And Gear.


In Delta, I discovered an open air sort of old vehicle museum, and I missed the sunrise, taking so many photos of the rusty old cars. Can you imagine any of these babies as SAG wagons in their heyday?!?










Then I passed a sign that pointed the way to "Gunnison Gorge." Sounded photogenic, so away I went. I never found the "Gorge" on that long, dirt road, but I saw a whole bunch of shy quail who wouldn't pose. The mourning doves were eager models, though...




I also found someone's idea of a remote picnic ground.


Outside of Crawford, I couldn't resist snapping a few reservoir photos.


My plan had been to drive to Delta for sunrise, then to Hotchkiss and Crawford, hitting the Blue Mesa ahead of the cyclists. I took too much time getting to the Blue Mesa, though, and couldn't watch any scenery while driving the length of the reservoir right alongside cyclists.

When I am The Lizard's private support vehicle during the Triple Bypass, most of my drive isn't quite as intimidating because much of the cycling route is bike path. No cars.

Driving alongside RtR riders is scary sometimes because the roads are so narrow. Some don't have much of a shoulder. I never want to do anything to endanger cyclists, so I don't have photos from any of the time I spent trying to drive carefully with the cyclists just a few feet from my car.

The north rim, however, had no cyclists and practically no other traffic. I had the canyon mostly to myself, and wildflowers were sensational. I couldn't stop taking pictures!









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For the first time all week long, I was able to pull over safely and snap a couple of photos of My Lizard riding. Being able to snap this photo definitely is one of the highlights of my week!

15 January 2013

Lizard's 2012

Happy Belated 2013

Top o' the New Year to ya!  Welcome to my annual Me, Myself and I post.  I'm engaging in a little mutiny on Snowcatcher's blog today; pray tell you won't mind.  2012 was a pretty good year, albeit a smidgen shy on total bike time.  Nonetheless, it was a good Lizard year.

February found the Snowcatcher and me in remote northern Arizona questing for the holy Wave.  Navajo and Hopi spirits (literally) parted the sky as we snuck in a beautiful day between snow storms.

Like a Fine Chocolate

Snowcatcher at Work


In the late '80s, I partook in geomorphic field research for Colorado State University in this area.  It was a delight to return and actually spend several days there with Snowcatcher.  The Grand Staircase/Escalante area is a magical place to which I always want to return.

February patience morphed into early March anticipation, resulting in us becoming Ride the Rockies collaborators.

May came along, and we found ourselves on our annual trek to Moab, Utah, for my birthday.  En route, we stopped and rode the west side of Independence Pass while it was still closed to winter traffic.  Nice, very nice!

Independence Pass

Sculptured Utah


I received a new toy for my birthday – a video camera.  Now I can create my own 15 minutes of fame with the click of a button.  I'm still in the learning process.  Sooooo… turn on the speakers, take some Dramamine and enjoy the videos in this post!


June finally inched into view, and we found ourselves in Gunnison, Colorado, for Ride the Rockies.  The route would take us west along the north rim of the Black Canyon of the Gunnison River to the small ranch and farm town of Hotchkiss.

Day two found us piercing Colorado's coal belt while panting east up the Elk Mountains via McClure Pass (8,755 ft.).  From the pass, we dropped into Marble and ultimately into Carbondale.  Yes, a quarry exists and marble from this area graces Washington DC.

Day three was a grind up the Roaring Fork River via asphalt/dirt bike path into Aspen.  From there it was up and over 12,095-foot Independence Pass, followed by the long drop into Leadville – a long day.

Looking Southeast From Independence Pass

Independence Pass Video
Music is MacArthur Park by Richard Harris and Love is Blue by Paul Mauriat


Day four was a steepish jaunt through the Tenmile Range culminating on 11,318-foot Fremont Pass.  A rough, screaming descent down Tenmile Creek into Silverthorne followed.

Tenmile Range

Tenmile Bike Path Near Copper Mountain Ski Area


From Silverthorne, we pedaled north to the northern terminus of the Gore Range and up Ute Pass (9,165 ft.).

Northern Gore Range From Ute Pass


The descent from Ute Pass was 20 miles of rough gravel-grinding on skinny tires at 100 psi, followed by a short stint of asphalt into Granby.  Ugh!  This was my most difficult day of altitude, rough road and heat.  I sat on our duffle bags in a stupor for a half-hour before even attempting to set up camp.  However, the town put on a good feast later that evening.

Day five was not only huge, but a rarity – Trail Ridge Road.  This is the highest continuous paved road in the states, climbing to 12,183 feet.  Because of the time spent above treeline, beating thunderstorms would be today's game, and the powers that be set up time checks and limits at points along the route.  Riders not making a time cut were stopped and sagged to Estes Park.  After a long cruise across the tundra, the route rapidly dropped into Snowcatcher's old haunt of Estes Park.  Can you say FUN!

Never Summer Range from Trail Ridge Road


Trail Ridge Road Video
Music is The Mountains and Daredevil Descent from Chasing Legends by Haik Naltchayan


Day six was to be a scenic backdoor route into Fort Collins via Horsetooth Reservoir.  However, wildfire operations put the kibosh on that, and we were routed down onto the plains, then north into Fort Collins, finishing at the Odell Brewery.

Descent Into Glen Haven Video
Music is Dead or Alive by Bon Jovi and Rock Me by Great White


Last July, I didn't ride the 2012 Double Triple Bypass.  I will ride this year's 25th anniversary event if I make the entry lottery.

August found us enjoying the USA Pro Cycling Challenge.  This year we enjoyed the Queen's Stage – Gunnison to Aspen via Cottonwood and Independence Passes, both over 12,000 feet in elevation.  We also watched the final stage, a time trial, in downtown Denver.

The Peloton Grinds Its Way Up Independence Pass


Early September was a trip to the beautiful Pacific Northwest for a wedding in Seattle.  Taking advantage of the trip, we rented a car and spent a couple of days in the shadow of Mount Rainier.  What a beautiful mountain!  I climbed Mount Hood, Oregon, several times while attending graduate school in Corvallis, Oregon.  I remember viewing Rainier from Hood.  I was in awe.  I never made a visit to Rainier during those years, and it was nice to finally be on the mountain.

Vicinity of Mount Rainier at Sunrise

14,411-foot Mount Rainier


Late September and early October was spent in the Grand Junction and Durango areas.  Grand Junction brought us an air show and the Blue Angels.  We also managed one of the finest road rides in the state, the Colorado National Monument just outside of Grand Junction.  While in Durango, we rode in the Durango Fall Blaze.


Colorado National Monument Video
Music is Le Tour De France from Chasing Legends by Haik Naltchayan


As the year wound down, Turkey Day weekend was a holiday of pedaling the river loops of the Kokopelli Trail in Fruita.  It doesn't get any better.  Gobble, gobble, gobble!


Kokopelli Trail Video
Music is Monaco and The Missile is Launched from Chasing Legends by Haik Naltchayan
The Grind from Off Road to Athens by Haik Naltchayan
The Will of a Man from Chasing Legends


And that's a wrap.  Lizard out!

17 June 2012

Turn off the wind!

Day One
North Rim, Black Canyon of the Gunnison
Gunnison to Hotchkiss
71 miles
10 June 2012


off we go

Wind. Headwind. Story of the day.

About 20 miles into the ride, a rider ahead of me went down. I didn't see her go down, but a swarm of cyclists stopped to help her. Later in the day I heard she swung out unexpectedly, and a cyclist passing her side-swiped her. The Lizard thinks he saw the rider who hit her in the shower. The guy has huge road rash on his leg. But he's still riding! We don't know about the girl.

When the accident happened, a state patrol car was just about even with me. He made a U-turn right in front of me. Then a riding medic passed me on the right side, announcing he was a medic. The girl who went down literally had help in seconds. It's so good to know we are in good, capable hands.

Blue Mesa Reservoir Palisades

I pedaled the North Rim of the Black Canyon of the Gunnison during my first Ride the Rockies, but in the opposite direction. I didn't remember such big descents from that ride that were such big climbs on this ride, but the views more than made up for the hot, hard work.

It's fun to see so many people get excited about the views. I stopped at lots of pull-outs, mostly to stretch, but also to snap a few photos of cyclists snapping photos.

Black Canyon of the Gunnison

I have to budget my shots. I forgot to bring an extra memory card. I always forget something. This time, it was the memory card. I have 135 shots to last the whole week. Reminds me of the old days, when I was limited by the number of rolls of film I could carry without getting them too hot in a day of riding in the sun. An extra memory card would have been so much easier to carry than the six rolls of film, one per day of riding, I carried in 2003!

About 40 miles into today's ride, I found a $20 bill on the road. Is this my lucky day, or what?

I watched a swallowtail float from flower to flower at the last rest stop of the day, in Crawford, the one-time home of rocker Joe Cocker's Mad Dog Cafe. The butterfly flew away every time I tried to get a photo.

Black Canyon of the Gunnison

Wild, bright magenta sweet peas in full bloom line the roads leading into Hotchkiss. I didn't stop to take any photos. I'm hoping I can go back while the flowers are still blooming and I'm not trying to reach a specific destination before dark.

Halfway between Hotchkiss and Crawford, a guy (undoubtedly the property owner) was trying to rent tent spaces in what looked very much like rattlesnake country. He called the location CrawKiss.

Sprinkler-free camping in Hotchkiss

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