Started a motorcycle ride today with my wife Nannette (she will be
driving a Subaru) and my son Kyle. We'll ride the first day with
just the 3 of us down to the South West corner of Colorado where
we'll meet 2 other couples in Durango. They are riding up from
Arizona. Then we'll spend the next 7 days riding through
Colorado, Wyoming, Montana, and Utah.
We plan to ride the San Juan Skyway (also known as the million
dollar highway), Monarch Pass, Hoosier Pass, Loveland Pass, Rocky
Mountain National Park, some really winding roads in the North
East corner of Yellowstone, Yellowstone, and the Grand Tetons.
Today's ride is 3/4 about "just getting there" and 1/4 about
having a fun ride. We started with 100+ miles heading South on
I-25. Freeway riding in my opinion is some of the most boring
riding you can do and I avoid it whenever I can. I took no
pictures and left the bike on cruise control most of the time.
By the time we reached Walsenburg, the temperature had climbed
nearly to 94 degrees and I was starting to sweat despite wearing
my light mesh jacket and gloves. Normally we would stop here to
gas and get something to eat, but we decided just to push on. We
turned off the freeway onto highway 160 heading West.
The traffic was very heavy for the first 30 miles or so. I don't
know if the traffic has to do with all the fires we've had in the
area. There was a little bit of smoke haze, but there were no
visible plumes of smoke from the East Peak fire only 10 miles
South of us. I haven't heard any news about the fire's
containment in a few days. But whatever the cause, most of the
traffic turned South towards Laveta just before we started
climbing Laveta pass.
Laveta pass is a very mello pass. There are no steep climbs or
hairpin turns, and it doesn't climb very high. But it brought the
temperature down into the 70s very quickly and that was nice.
Once over Laveta, we stopped for gas, then began another long
boring part of the ride across the San Luis Valley and Alamosa.
It was nearing noon now. Nan and I talked and decided to try to
push across the valley to the town of South Fork for lunch. A
massive 90K acre fire evacuated South Fork for a few weeks
recently and we thought we'd spend our lunch money there to try
and help the economy a bit.
Surprisingly, the temperatures stayed in the low 80s all the way
across the valley. Often, the San Luis valley has the lowest
temperatures in the Winter and some of the hottest temperatures in
the summer. But today was very comfortable for a long straight
flat boring ride.
Once in South Fork we drove up and back looking for somewhere to
eat. We settled on the Hungry Logger. They have a lunch buffet
with 1/2 lb of your choice of BBQ meat, plus all you can eat for
everything else. The BBQ was very good as well as mashed
potatos/gravy, and other sides. My favorite thing was the speed.
Often you can burn 90 minutes trying to do a sit down lunch, but
this was very quick. We were done and ready to go in under 30
minutes.
The clouds were gathering and rain storms were visible all around
us by the time we were back on the road. Almost immediately we
were hit with big fat rain drops, but not with a shower. It
continued to spit randomly at us for 5 or 10 miles as we wound our
way up the start of Wolf Creek Pass.
The West Fork Complex fire is still burning both North and South
of us, but there was no evidence of the fire actually reaching the
highway anywhere that we could see, and no Smoke plumes. But the
clouds were so low and the valley walls so high that we couldn't
have seen anything anyway. Once we started really climbing
towards Wolf Creek, the rain got a bit more serious. We'd go
through light showers for a minute, then it would stop, then come
back again, but never hard enough to make us stop and put on rain
gear.
When we reached the top of Wolf Creek Pass we stopped for a
picture and to stretch legs. I thought about taking a panoramic
picture of the pass, but there's so many dead trees from the bark
beetle that I decided it wasn't something I wanted to remember.
All of the dead trees is what they think allowed the fires to burn
so fast through the area.
Down the other side of the pass we hit more serious rain. At one
stretch we were heavily showered on for 5 minutes, but still we
pressed on. By the time we reached the bottom I was pretty wet
but not uncomfortable, and within 10 minutes back in the warmer
air, I was dry.
The area around Pagosa Springs looks very green, so they must have
been having allot of rain the last few weeks..
We rode on through Pagosa and on into Durango without any more
rain. We pulled into our hotel just a few minutes behind John,
Angela, Eric, and Shauna. They had a 2 hour longer ride than us
from Arizona, but we'd started after them.
We checked into our rooms and took a short break, then met up to
go find dinner. We often eat at Serious Texas BBQ when we're in
Durango. One of the restaurants was nearby so we decided to walk
to it. Angela looked it up and said it was Point Three miles
away, so off we went. Every minute or so, someone would ask if it
was Point Three miles yet, and that became the evening's joke.
Everywhere we wanted to go from then on, it was Point Three miles
away.
The BBQ was very good as always. We sat around a big picnic table
on their outdoor porch and gabbed about all of our old friends in
Arizona, ate our dinner, and tried to embarass Kyle with our
stories and jokes. He was a great sport and gave back as much as
he got.
After an hour of sitting and talking, we decided it was time give
them back their table and began the point three mile walk back to
the hotel.
By now it as only 7:00 and no one was ready to sleep, so we
grabbed a table and some chairs in front of the hotel and
continued talking. John and Angela went across the street to a
store to buy water and popcorn. I grabbed our trail mix,
gatorades and baby carrots and continued the gab fest until it
started to sprinkle on us. So we went to Nan and my room and kept
on talking. By 9:30 the jokes were corny and we were all so tired
it was time to split up.
Ready to ride after lunch in South Fork
The Hungry Logger restaurant
Showers going up Wolf Creek Pass
Dry spell on the pass
Nan and I on Wolf Creek Pass
Nan, Kyle, and I on Wolf Creek
Left to right, John, Angela, Kyle, Clay, Nannette, Shauna, and
Eric in front of the hotel gabbing
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