Day 42—Monday, September 12—Steamboat Springs to Radium, CO
60 miles
Ice on the tent in the morning, but the sun coming over the mountains soon started warming me up. What especially helped was taking a 25 minute hot shower to begin the day (I think I got my money's worth to help defrost).
Returned to The Shack for a chile relleno omelette. Next stop: the P.O., then the grocery store to get some fruit and frozen burritos for lunch.
Finally hitting the road, I made my way up the valley past lots of new homes in former grazing land. Is it me, or do the new homes not fit in as well with the rural architecture and landscape?
Eventually the paved road turned to gravel and wound its way up to an area called Stagecoach (might be a town?) that seems to have several villages, one of which cropped up facing a reservoir fed by the Yampa River which was the same river that passed thru the KOA.
From there we (referring to myself in the royal we) kept climbing towards Lynx Pass at what was about 9,000 ft. The road stayed up high: there were not a lot of water sources to speak of which is a prerequisite for calling it a day, so I pushed on. The expected reward of a long downhill into Radium never arrived as the downhill included lots of steep ups and downs which was frustrating for tired legs. At times, when I get to a pass and finish a long climb, I feel like my legs head for the locker room believing their work is done. The late-in-the-day uphills are tough, and it takes a lot of coaxing to generate uphill power after 50 miles.
My trail notes pointed out a creek where dispersed camping could be found. While descending to that point, I rounded a corner only to have a huge cow moose take off in front of me trotting down the road before disappearing into the aspen. Around another corner I saw a black bear cub (no more than two feet tip to tail) cross the road in front of me. Stopping the bike, I called out to let mama bear know I was there, but then figured she probably crossed the trail first. I rolled down to the crossing point and they had vanished. Looked like it might have been a good camping spot, but not tonight with bears in the area.
After more ups and downs I came to an overlook with a spectacular view but also with sheer drops. A good time to have working brakes.
Having occasion to get up several times during the night, the half moon was brilliant and lit up the valley/gorge where we camped.
Dear Uncle Tim,
ReplyDeleteBelieve it or not I JUST heard about your ride from Lola at lunch yesterday and I have read EVERY SINGLE POST since then. I am so in awe of you and also filled with joy that you are on this adventure you've wanted to take for so long. So grateful Aunt Molly is helping you document and post so we can follow along. Sending you all the love in the world and cannot wait to see you at the wedding and hear all about it. Please stop losing your shoes!! I love you!
<3 Annette
bear and moose and the eye of an architect, beautiful buildings
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