The thunderstorms have passed and at least for now it looks like it will be a clear night. I’m surrounded by mountains, but they are practically invisible because of how dense the forest is.
Segment 2 was totally new to me. After waking up in the perfect camp space I ate breakfast and packed up. I felt I was about a liter short on water so I didn’t bother with coffee. There was no opportunity for water for the next 10 miles so I wanted to conserve what I had.
Segment 2 on a hot day would be brutal. There is very little cover.
But the biking is excellent…especially the last third
Storms were moving in as I was finishing but they stayed to the north and missed me. The morning was riden in isolation, but ran across a number of riders and hikers around noon time. This included two 60+ year olds. This trip has surprised me with number of older riders. It’s great to see.
The first 2/3 of segment 3 were very familiar to me. This is a section that I rode often back when I lived in Colorado. Every thing past Buffalo Creek (which reaks of fish) was new to me. As I started my climb away from Buffalo Creek my chain started to “suck”. After fixing it several times it finally got totally stuck.
One of the links of the chain opened up and jammed. I was finally able to pry it apart, but the chain was now broken. I took it off and used my bike as a scooter for the final 4 miles.
When I reached the end of segment 3 the clouds opened up and it began to lightening. I hiked my bike back to the last campsite (1/8 mile) and set my tent up in the rain. As it turns out my rain fly leaks. So not the best way to end the day…but I’m too tired to push the bike to Bailey tonight…so the 9 mile hike will have to wait till morning.
From there I’ll have to taxi into Evergreen (or where ever the closest bike shop is) unless I can convince someone to bring me some supplies….
Just past the start of segment 2 I came across the tailings of a quarts quary. A couple of trees ringed a small flat mound and seemed it would do.
This was the first bit of “total isolation” I experienced on the trail. The first 6 miles of Waterton Canyon was packed with families. Once on single track I was passing hikers and bikers who were finishing their day trips. Even as I neared section 2 I passed a couple of bikers who were finishing up the Colorado Trail Race. Of course at the section 2 trail head I encountered more people.
But this spot was isolated, except for the occasional airplane flying high overhead. And was every bit of Colorado that you can imagine.
While having absolutely nothing to do with mountain biking, the C-470 path is something that I’ve wanted to do for quite a while. It hooks up with Hiline Canal and from there you can pretty much bike for ever in and around Denver.
I broke off the path upon arriving at Chatfield Reservoir where I was greeted by rain. The light mist stayed with me for the day. While not the most scenic picture, I was stoked finally reach the trailhead.
The barbed wire is to keep the undesirables out of the Denver water supply station. The trail is open to all…even the undesirables
So the bike arrived mostly unscathed. Seems the rear brake rotor got a little bend in it. The box of course was trashed…which is fine considering I was going to throw it away any how.
As online disscussions indicated, the bike box was an instant target for TSA.
I received many glances from fellow travelers as I assembeled the bike in the airport. A few came up and asked me about my trip.
The light rail had stopped for the night (it was going to be tight even without the 1 hour delay) but I did manage to get a direct RTD bus to the tech center.
A quick 7 mile ride and I was in the hotel.
Starting a little later than I would like this AM, but not being on a time table it should be of little consequence.
Here we go!