Lots of new albums added to the gallery, without commentary - yet. :)
Millcreek Yurt 2009:
http://166.70.30.43/public/Gallery/main.php?g2_itemId=3882
Team CimAsylum on Tom's Hill:
http://166.70.30.43/public/Gallery/main.php?g2_itemId=3801
Butler Trees with Evan:
http://166.70.30.43/public/Gallery/main.php?g2_itemId=3840
Crazy Deep White Pine Tour:
http://166.70.30.43/public/Gallery/main.php?g2_itemId=3864
Friday, February 20, 2009
Monday, September 22, 2008
Sessions
Eric, Evan, and I met at Matt's house at 7AM. An early Saturday, but we'd been promised breakfast. By 7:45 we were riding - my stomach a bit too full. Zipping through the neighborhoods got us to our trailhead earlier than I'd hoped. Not feeling ready for the day ahead, I fell in line behind Matt and Eric, with Evan just behind me. We climbed up from the mouth of City Creek to the radio towers near Ensign Peak quickly, Matt and Eric ahead and out of sight as usual.
Sessions Gallery (gallery.eyesaur.com)
The plan is to ride the Sessions Mountains trail - as Matt and I've done each of the two years before - but to complete the trip as a loop this time. Of course, we've yet to complete it as planned even the "easy" way.
As we ride through Bountiful and past the Mormon Temple, Matt's new tire is pierced by a nail - in one side and out the other. The Mormon God is unhappy with Matt. The rest of us hang back, this isn't our fight.
And then without serious incident, our plan worked. We finished the whole thing. I mean, stuff happened in the middle. But you wouldn't understand. A miracle or two - we carried on without enough water, bypassing our last option to fill up, and then happened upon a five gallon jug of water left behind for the Wasatch 100 runners a few weeks before. The storm clouds only grazed us slightly, and we avoided lighting on the Lookout Peak ridge.
We coasted into Matt's driveway at 5PM having ridden 50 Miles with 9000 feet of climbing.
Sessions Gallery (gallery.eyesaur.com)
The plan is to ride the Sessions Mountains trail - as Matt and I've done each of the two years before - but to complete the trip as a loop this time. Of course, we've yet to complete it as planned even the "easy" way.
As we ride through Bountiful and past the Mormon Temple, Matt's new tire is pierced by a nail - in one side and out the other. The Mormon God is unhappy with Matt. The rest of us hang back, this isn't our fight.
And then without serious incident, our plan worked. We finished the whole thing. I mean, stuff happened in the middle. But you wouldn't understand. A miracle or two - we carried on without enough water, bypassing our last option to fill up, and then happened upon a five gallon jug of water left behind for the Wasatch 100 runners a few weeks before. The storm clouds only grazed us slightly, and we avoided lighting on the Lookout Peak ridge.
We coasted into Matt's driveway at 5PM having ridden 50 Miles with 9000 feet of climbing.
Friday, August 8, 2008
The Cliffs of Insanity!
We've got some catching up to do here:
Lots of pictures here [gallery.eyesaur.com]
Epics have taken place, bikes have been built, crashes have clanged their tintinabulations (Poe, you know), friends have been made, fiends exposed, too much has been said, disquiet silence, near misses, deer, fishes - contraptions, extrapolations, super-sub-arctic inexpedient expeditions. Blood and guts, brains spilled, goo, gu, several-sandwich late great lomond figure eight, from the house to the lookout, from the lookout to the killin' chasm of unending impending dooooom and dire tire repercussions.
The long-awaited handmade homemade Mighty&Strong 29er Singlespeeds on their maiden voyage as a couple.
Eric and I rode up from Mill D to Desolation Lake and then completed the Crest in reverse. After riding down Puke hill and into Brighton, we rode up to Twin Lakes Pass, and down Grizzly Gulch into Alta. From there all we had to do was ride back up to Catherine's Pass, back down to Brighton, and down the road to the car. Oh yeah, my cleat came out of my shoe up at Catherine's so I was pretty well screwed on the descent. How exciting! Other than my shoe and Eric crushing me on the ride, it was way cool. We even ran into some guys skiing up at Catherine's.
Ben Lomond Figure Eight Pioneer Day - the hottest day since the dinosaurs were extinguished by a fireball from God.
We did a doozy - riding from home to the Little Mountain trail, up Mormon Pioneer to Big Mountain Pass, over to Lookout Peak, and Down Killyon's Canyon to the house.
Same ride.
Lots of pictures here [gallery.eyesaur.com]
Epics have taken place, bikes have been built, crashes have clanged their tintinabulations (Poe, you know), friends have been made, fiends exposed, too much has been said, disquiet silence, near misses, deer, fishes - contraptions, extrapolations, super-sub-arctic inexpedient expeditions. Blood and guts, brains spilled, goo, gu, several-sandwich late great lomond figure eight, from the house to the lookout, from the lookout to the killin' chasm of unending impending dooooom and dire tire repercussions.
The long-awaited handmade homemade Mighty&Strong 29er Singlespeeds on their maiden voyage as a couple.
Eric and I rode up from Mill D to Desolation Lake and then completed the Crest in reverse. After riding down Puke hill and into Brighton, we rode up to Twin Lakes Pass, and down Grizzly Gulch into Alta. From there all we had to do was ride back up to Catherine's Pass, back down to Brighton, and down the road to the car. Oh yeah, my cleat came out of my shoe up at Catherine's so I was pretty well screwed on the descent. How exciting! Other than my shoe and Eric crushing me on the ride, it was way cool. We even ran into some guys skiing up at Catherine's.
Ben Lomond Figure Eight Pioneer Day - the hottest day since the dinosaurs were extinguished by a fireball from God.
We did a doozy - riding from home to the Little Mountain trail, up Mormon Pioneer to Big Mountain Pass, over to Lookout Peak, and Down Killyon's Canyon to the house.
Same ride.
Tuesday, June 10, 2008
Epic: Black Mountain
From home to Dry Creek Lair recon, shoreline to Black Mountain connector, Black Mountain Connector to Black Mountain Unrideable Steep Section, hike to Black Mountain Peak, sign registry, see blazing mid-day Shooting Star, death-defying descent on Secret Sound of Music trail, then back home.
Unknown length/vertical statistics, pain metrics incalculable, sandwiches required: more than available.
Unknown length/vertical statistics, pain metrics incalculable, sandwiches required: more than available.
Epic: Park City Lowlands
24/7, Flying Dog, Cobblestone, Glenwild (backside), Round Valley, Lost Prospector, Back to Glenwild, 24/7 to Car. ~ 45 Miles, 2 Sandwiches, 1 picture:
Whoa, Black Bess
Katy and Eric, and I decided to squeeze out at least one more sunny snow day up on Black Bess. It was quite nice, thank you.
Wednesday Nighter 3
I'm getting these all out of order now, and I don't have any pictures (which is too bad in this case). So shoot me.
Matt, Evan, Davef, and I went for it on the Shoreline in spite of the drizzly conditions. Steve drove up to the trailhead and shook his head in disgust before driving away. His loss :) We grunted our way up the slippery track to the top of the Whoop-dee-doos and whizzed back down - everyone swallowing mud along the way. Dave and Matt took turns riding the muck with their faces, and then we spent the next two hours hosing our bikes in Matt's driveway.
Matt, Evan, Davef, and I went for it on the Shoreline in spite of the drizzly conditions. Steve drove up to the trailhead and shook his head in disgust before driving away. His loss :) We grunted our way up the slippery track to the top of the Whoop-dee-doos and whizzed back down - everyone swallowing mud along the way. Dave and Matt took turns riding the muck with their faces, and then we spent the next two hours hosing our bikes in Matt's driveway.
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