Ah, welcome to the Columbine – Porcupine Hut. I’m so proud of the men writing in this journal, my guy won’t even try.
Evening shade – that’s the reason for the hut orientation, along with the practical design of the trailers. I’m enjoying the ‘back deck’ now, along with a nice breeze, laughing at the ‘picnic table’ fashioned with empty water jugs, duct tape, and card board. Must be the frisbee golf family in front of us. I’ve always thought porcupines just ate lichen of trees, never heard of salty-bike-leather. We’ve been more concerned about black bears running off with our gear like what happened to me in Alaska.
Since the crapper is a 20 minuet expedition, I may have to lower my pride and ask hubby for and escort this dusk, in case something is lurking!
Wow, just got interrupted by a fat hummingbird staring me down.
Jamis Dakar, xcr expert in sexy red
Specialized Mykar with fancy brown and tan paint
We finally gave up the ghost on our 15 year old hard-tails, they are commuter bikes now with slick tires, a perfect buggy hauler. We did Durango to Moab with those bikes, added a ‘poor mans suspension’ (one the seat post) for the long range comfort.
The family with no front shocks – ouch! Even with our updated ’08 fancy gear my fillings just about fell out on today’s first 15 miles. Maybe a bit unlucky, but the grading crew had covered that section recently, and made any momentum on downhills a game of roulette. At the towers we fired off some pics to our family, took a rest at iron springs, the savored the next 15 miles of downhill and smooth roads. Checked on the rug-rat – she’s running the house now.
Sneezing, must be allergic to columbine. I’d love to catch up to the two ‘chefs’ ahead of us. I’m vegetarian now, so we have had to get creative with the food stores.
Day 1 – we made black bean burgers out of beans, chilies, eggs, crackers, and spices.
Day 2 – a bit simpler grilled cheese and tomato soup.
Tonight is sauteed potato slices with garlic and cheese. PB & J also works. For lunch we’ve boiled eggs the night before, a nice trail side treat. One breakfast was egg and cheese sandwich, made them the night before to help avoid the AM clean up and get us out the door by seven.
Showers on Tuesday then a pub & grill on Wednesday! I’m so happy!
Rosemary Porcupine Potato Recipe
(for those hungry bikers tired of pasta)
4 red potatoes – cubed
2 cups shredded cheddar
rosemary garlic seasoning
boil potatoes til soft
saute onions in olive oil
add potatoes to onions
cover and simmer for 10 minuets
serve with asparagus and butter
we made enough for 4 then had it for breakfast too
Don’t be fooled, the scale in the bathroom is 5 lbs generous. . . to everyone! Hard to loose weight on these trips cause you don’t want to short change calories ending up in the red zone half way between here and nowhere.
This ranch is amazing! Not just showers, but hot showers! We don’t understand the cowbell, the “bell of shame” on the one white horse. Maybe he’s a trouble maker or has a disability, nonetheless, I hope he moves to a farther pasture so I don’t feel like I’m at a bobsled race all night.
We contemplated not taking this turn and going straight to the pub at Gateway. But we would have missed out on all this. We’ll second guess ourselves in the morning with the gravely 6 mile trudge out of here. Did I mention I hate loose gravel? Lucky only 2% of today had it.
Take note of the pictures of John Brown Canyon in the bathroom. It’s going to be a bear, hot too. So glad only 2 nasty climb days compared to the 3 from Durango.
As I write two deer just jumped the fence line to join the party. The tweedy-birds are crazy around here, one tried to land on my knee while lounging on the back deck. No ranchers around today.
Tonight’s recipe: (our first pasta night) cream of mushroom soup with peas and pasta. Would have been pizza on tortilla if we could have figured out a way to bake it.
What a day of extremes! White knuckle descents and one long, hot climb. Disk breaks saved my fore arms and hands but was worried they would catch my panniers on fire! Hot!
Yes, we, I mean “I,” was the one that broke the Graham’s toilet lid. I still feel terrible. I even called the SJHS guys to see if I could deliver a new one from Moab.
The swim in the river was a treat, a long with the Ben and Jerry’s and gourmet food from Wally World.
Storm whipped through and cooled us down. Possible AM rain!
The toilet breakers.
The theme of this trip has been decided: cows. Cows in the way, cow poop all up in my frame, cows talking away. It’s funny to watch the male calves, at least once a day, one would wait to the last second to move out of the way, then ‘fake’ a charge at my husband. It would send both of them in opposite directions.
Today we arrived to the long awaited La Sal Hut and there before us was a welcoming committee – about 8 cows and caves lounging on the bark mulch dangerously positioned between me and my well deserved Milky Way. Shoo cow Shoo!
Man, what a day. We made it here by noon, but knew it could have been much longer had the sun stayed out, had the rain got stronger turning the trail into hell, or had the storms been of the lighting variety.
Overall we had the perfect window, a storm ripped through Gateway at dinner time, and the forecast for today was grim. We were very concerned. Now at the hut we’ve had one cloud system after another come over us, some thunder, but not much rain. Hold out till tomorrow baby.
No mechanicals on this trip, no flats, only my suspension seems to have lost more air than expected. In hindsight, we should have had the shop add more to compensate for the 15 lbs added by the panniers. By the way we switched from the hard mounted to the seat post mount. Used the same panniers as before and it all worked out great. Put a small bag off the front handle bars which helped distribute the weight better
We loved to read all the families success with their teenagers. We’ll be there soon enough, and having trips like this may lesson some of the difficulties of that time. We hope we can be here in 10 years with ours. By then a new “vitamin I” may be invented to get me through.