Once into Copper the trail becomes much more manageable. Still, with a weighted down bike and tired legs there is a lot of pushing going on.
I would love to come back and do the Copper to Tennessee Pass trail again on day I’m hammer’n rather than Bike Packing. I camped out at 10,480 ft…thankfully the altitude sickness was not nearly as bad, and I was able to sleep.
The only bad side to camping in the area is that you can hear the traffic of I-70. I saw not one person after reaching the 10-mile range and climbing up to my campsite. But once I took my pack off I found that the site already had a backpacking couple and several bike packers began investigating the area immedately behind me. For a while I thought the campsite was going to turn into a hostel.