Fall is one of my favorite times to ride a bike. Any bike ride just seems better with crisp air, falling leaves, blue skies, and cool air. The other day Kalden and I got in a fun adventure around Telluride on our mountain bikes. Pictures seem better than words. First on the Sunshine Trail… Down to Illium Road… Stopping to read about the Galloping Goose… Taking a break on the Galloping Goose Trail… Finishing up on the Valley Floor Trail… Hope to get in a few more days like this before the real snow starts!
Almost 3 weeks post concussion I did my first mountain bike ride today. We rode the Prospect Trail in Telluride. The Dr. warned me to not ride for a week or two after my fall. A secondary concussion is serious and he didn’t want me to risk further brain damage. Which got me thinking that maybe I should just road bike for awhile. Road biking is probably safer, right? I kept thinking about road vs. mountain bike safety after my crash. Is one really safer? We are a road and mountain bike family. We do both about equally while dabbing in a few road or
Day 3 of the Breck Epic was going well. Both Randy and I were feeling good and riding strong. When we started the hike-a-bike up French Pass we found ourselves ‘at home’ at 12,000 ft in the backcountry. While some of the riders from the flat lands were either struggling or in awe of the scenery we were moving at a good pace. At the base of the climb I got a little motivation. As I looked down I noticed a huge heart shaped rock and then about a dozen smaller ones as I kept moving. Finding the heart shaped rocks has been happening since
As I said in my last blog post neither Randy and I are in tip-top shape to be racing anything right now let alone a 6 day stage race. But we’ve been confident from the day we accepted Mike’s invitation to join in this years Breck Epic that we could finish. Then with 4 miles to go on Day 1 (yesterday) I seriously thought there is no way we could do this for 5 more days. Rewind a bit. Day 1 started off great as we were about mid-pack and riding well. We held mid-pack and I think even 3rd place in the co-ed duo
Breck Epic starts in less than 2 days. 6 days, 240 miles, 37,000 feet of climbing. Most of it over 10,000 feet. One should be prepared to even think about attempting this. I have known since late April that Randy and I were racing this together in the duo-coed category. It’s a little more than just a random race for us. We were training for the Breck Epic in 2010 when I found out I was pregnant with Axel. We had to drop out a month before. When the promoter heard about Axel’s death he opened the invitation to come back and race this year.
First of all we need to put mountain biking in context with hiking and equestrian use in the United States. Horses lived in North America until the Ice Ages when they died out. Horses were brought back to North America by European explorers in 1493. Horses have been used recreationally in the US for hundreds of years. The first recorded hike was Mount Washington, New Hampshire back in 1744. Then in 1819 Abel Crawford and his son cleared a trail to the summit. This trail is the oldest continuously used hiking trail in the United States. While there was some use of ‘mountain’ bikes in
This week was our last training block for the Breck Epic. We were in Crested Butte riding our bikes all day while K enjoyed hanging out with the Gravity Groms. My blog posts (and other things) suffered a bit. On a good note, I feel a bit better about my ability to ride 240 miles and climb 37,000 feet over 6 days. I did manage one post and it seemed more appropriate over at the Axel Project. Check it out. Here’s some of the scenery from the week: