A very relaxed Fred & Molly were collected from Denver International by Dave & Teresa who had signed up for some serious baby-sitting for the next ten days. Dave & Teresa had planned the whole itinerary, organised every meal, sorted all the travel arrangements and the stop-overs, scheduled shopping trips, bike rides and entertainment. It was like being away with mom and dad, although I hope we contributed something to the endless list of little jobs that surround life on the road. We cannot thank you guys enough, simple as that.
It appears to go up and up. Doubletrack first, then classic singletrack of every type imaginable. Rocks, trees, roots, tricky, easy, dry, wet, open, swoopy .. brilliant riding with views to die for. It's not technical and very little is that steep (either up or down), but it is chuffing high and this does increase the risk of anal haemorrhaging if you are not prepared.
The reward is a roller-coaster ridge-line traverse on top of the world, at 12000-15000 ft, with only fresh air and huge skies for company. I struggled for breath at times and was not acclimatised, but that was unlikey in such a short time. I did recover quickly at the rest stops though, my legs felt strong and I did manage all the climbs - but was at the back of the peleton. Huge thanks to my (moral) support team and temporary riding buddies (L-R) Brian, Ryan, Melanie, Dave and Doug of team COMOtion. I felt like a real rider for a short while.
A final endless descent spewed us out onto I285 and we free-wheeled to the gas (petrol)station in Poncha Springs for some second-rate coffee and to wait for pick-up. Grubby, smelly and rather tired, but grinning from ear to ear after the day's exploits. A quick shower and lunch later, we were on the road again to try and get over Wolf Creek Pass before nightfall and on to Durango - the spiritual home of the Yeti.
The 'route du jour' for Saturday was a healthy portion of the Colorado trail and those kind folk at Yeti shipped us up the 'road' in school buses to the trailhead for the start of a memorable 30 miles. In a procession of buses and bike transporters we edged our way higher and higher along the mountain pass - like the getaway scene from The Italian Job (v1.00) but without the accident.
It was all so good that it is difficult to mention any particular highlight, but perhaps it was when Dave and I had a breather at the same viewpoint as Shusler and Gwin; and Joey asked if he could take OUR photograph! Maybe he thought it was a Saga (old-folks) outing as we are both past our sell-by date, were in matching jerseys and have Yetiman tattoos ... 
The ride up Horse Gulch Canyon from downtown Durango, in 98 degrees of blazing heat, was totally unnecessary after the brief stop at Pedro's Burrito Bar, but even with a belly full of lunch, it didn't seem 'manly' to accept a lift. The more miles the better, however slow. Thank-you Ben for keeping me company !
Beer and laughter followed and you already know I didn't win the special 575 in the raffle, but the weekend was a great experience and it re-enforced my theory that the mountain bike community in general - and Yeti riders in particular - are a most sociable bunch who simply accept you because you ride a bike. A sport with few boundaries and a brand with none. We met some of our good friends again and, hopefully made a few more. Thanks to all at Yeti for such a warm welcome for the visiting Brits and cheers Sarah for pulling it together.
The Tribemeet was held on the same weekend as the Leadville 100 and so it was fitting we should call in on the way back to Denver. Lance had pulled out, Dave Weins (who we passed on the MCT earlier in the week) 'slumped' to fourth and Levi won in record time, but by the time we got there, most of the competitors had gone and only a few tired, but elated, souls were left lounging in the coffee shops. We had planned a short ride round the town on one of the recognised trails but bad weather and a spot of lethargy over-ruled any intent on the day.
So, we ended up at the start, with one day to sort out and pack up. A quick return-trip to Wheatridge Cyclery to buy those things we should have bought last week and to collect a sizeable contribution to my casual and riding wardrobe, courtesy of the very generous Fred Nolting. Great to meet you at last, Fred.
Finally, we had just enough time for one more ride and, at last, I managed to put a few miles in without too much puffing and panting.
We ripped round the Wipiti trail, with optional loops, on the Heil Valley Ranch, just north of Boulder, and what a great finale to a memorable visit. Even bumped into Camran & Stacee from the Tribe ... we are everywhere :-) In their spare time, they work at the Sportsgarage in Boulder - cool (Yeti) bikes for cool people. Check them out.
Statistics - ten days, four great rides, about 110 miles with lots of climbing, four beers, two whisky's, several bottles of red wine, a few new friends and a massive bag of new tee shirts. NO mechanicals, NO punctures and NO crashes, and I returned from the USA lighter than when I arrived for the first time in my life. Result ! Most of the thanks have been done, but the biggest thanks must go to Molly. Much of what I did on this trip, you couldn't manage. Some of the things I enjoyed, you didn't share. I will be there for you on those occasions when it is the other way round, always. There, I said it.
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Those 10 days were some of most enjoyable in years. Guess I'm most relaxed and on "holiday" when I'm busy doing what I love. Spendid guests you are and welcome back any time.
ReplyDeleteReally enjoyed it too mate, especially the riding. I like everything about Colorado - a lot !
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