Colorado CT tech days and ride Lake City 2009
Day one Thursday I was planning on being at Lake City this morning but arrived at around 1900.
Found what met the decryption of Banjo's place. (Problems no CTs around no people around and door is padlocked, Hell i am not even sure that this is the right place, but the pick up has Kansas not Texas tags)
Next I set about finding anyone else, driving through campground checking every space for any CTs or Durf's truck (He had sent me pics the day before) No luck so I decide to drive around other side of the lake. Directly across the lake I spot Durf's rig where I had started next to Banjo's place, So around the lake I go again. WHAT Durf is no longer there, but as I drive by I hear yelling and see two 90s at a campsite.
The yelling came from Rick and Doug (father and son from Missouri) who said I was at the right place and Durf was coming back too. A few minutes later Banjo seems to appear out of thin air. By now it is getting dark and we sit around the fire and BS for a while then go back to our respective campers and crash.
Day two Friday morning: It is decided to make this day into two separate rides (no one is really into Tech Day everyone wants to ride) We ride to the top of Wagner gulch. I take my 81 CT. Making several stops to look at old relics
and even a complete Ghost Town from the 1800s.
At Wagner gulch the BM says we are at 12360.
From here we (Durf, Rick and myself) try to go up another road that tops well over 13. Like clockwork the altitude kills all three CTs, first Rick's 90 then Durf, I make it another 50 feet. We then head back to camp for lunch.
Afternoon: We head off for the Alpine Loop (Cimarron and Engineer's Passes) Six of us Rick and Doug on their 90s, Me, now on the 82, Durf and his girlfriend on 110s and Banjo on his XR.
Partway up and we are seeing several people running wearing numbers like in a foot race. Well it was a foot race. 100 miles across some of the most inhospitable trails there are, the Hard Rock 100.
Not really much of a fan of running but these guys make Marathons look like strolls in the park. One of the crew manning the runners pit stops says he hasn't seen so many old Honda 90s in years. (I don't tell him three are 110s)
A little ways and Durf's girlfriend drops the front wheel over the side avoiding one of the ever present Jeeps. No serious damage to her or the bike, but they decide to head back to camp (or so Durf says)
We then top Cinnamon drop over the other side and proceed to the long steady climb up Engineer's Pass.
Here once again the runners cross the road before heading off down a hill (at a run) that I could not walk down without stumbling. This also offers one of the best views of the San Juans! On the down side of Engineer's there is one of the last remaining glaciers in Colorado. We then proceed down to Lake City and get gas and the quest for Pepsi starts. Seems that the entire town is sold out of Pepsi till tomorrow. So back to camp we go.
Upon arriving we see that Durf is back but only one bike. Seems that his girlfriend got a ride to Silverton and left bike on the pass. Durf had then followed the rest of us and said he spotted us but never caught up, and must have passed us during the Pepsi quest.
Day three Saturday morning: Durf still hasn't returned. Myself, Rick, Doug and Banjo ride to town for breakfast and Pepsi (grocery store is now open) When we return to camp Durf has returned. It must have been a tiring experience as even his dog is curled up a sleep outside his trailer. Doug says he has had enough of riding the 90 and decides to use his Yamaha 450 instead.
We head off toward Cuba Gulch. Less than 1/2 way up Banjo breaks a clutch cable. He and Doug head back to camp and me and Rick continue. We see about ten waterfalls,
but Rick says "I can't see much scenery because I can't take my eyes away from the road" And come to think of it the only time I can look around is when we stop! Cuba Gulch is a in and out road (meaning you ride in and turn around and ride out on same road) A little ways down on the return trip we meet Doug who says Banjo made it back OK. We then head back to camp for lunch.
afternoon: Me, Banjo, Doug and Rick head back toward Engineer's and start taking side trails.
One trail Banjo says is good but only goes in two miles, after five miles he says this must not be the same trail he was thinking of.
We ride several trails like this many getting up really high with great views. Then we head back to town. Doug heads off to go ride another trail with his Yamaha, and we go back to camp.
After over an hour Rick is starting to get worried and decides to go look for Doug, Banjo decides to go as well. I also decide to tag along, and guess what Durf is up and also rides along. We meet Doug, who is headed back to camp, about eight miles from camp. Rick and Banjo head back to camp but me, Doug and Durf take the long way around the lake.
Day four Sunday: Myself, on the 81 agian, Rick, Doug (back on his 90) Banjo and Durf head back to ride a few trails we spotted rather late yesterday. First we take the Uncompahgre trail as far as it is still open. Then we wind up on one of yesterday's trails then starts the rain and hail. The hail only lasts a few minutes and is quite small but the rain looks ominous, not at all like the sprinkles we have had the last two days. At this point Rick, Doug and Durf go and pack up. Me and Banjo go to the Cafe, then ride back to camp. On the way we pass Doug and Rick on their way back to Missouri as well as Durf on his way back to Northern Colorado. I then load my bike and head home myself.
This was a great ride and would be great to do again next year. Would also like to thank the sponcers who donated prizes for this event. (Pardue Brothers, David Church and Jack and Claudia at Beatrice Cycles)
Also thanks to Durf and Banjo for getting this going. And Banjo for acting the part of guide, without which there would have been a lot more map reading, even if he didn't ride one of his CTs. To Rick who always seemed to have coffee made in the morning.