Bikepacking


Memories from some of our favorite adventures.

Bikepacking

Camping Alone: My First Solo Bikepacking Trip


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“The more time I spend alone the more I feel comfortable being alone.” – Lael Wilcox

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That quote really resonated with me as I watched Fast Forward, the short film about Lael Wilcox’s AZT attempt, for a second or third time at the Banff Mountain Film Festival.  Not only did it resonate with me but it shocked me.  You see, I have a tendency of putting other endurance athletes up on pedestal and projecting super human qualities onto them, in the process I often ignore the fact that they are regular people just like me.  While their accomplishments are impressive they do not achieve such accomplishments without facing the challenges that I face myself.  When I actually listened to Lael say those words instead of just hearing them I knew it was time to stop making excuses.  If I really wanted to get into ultra-endurance racing I needed to start making myself uncomfortable. (more…)

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Big Bear, Big Fail


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Standing there with tears streaming down my wife’s face while horseflies and mosquitoes mercilessly attacked us I had a decision to make: do we press on towards the campsite or do we hit the metaphorical abort button?  The only problem was turning back meant a five mile climb, with most of that being hike a bike.  Where was this chapter in the Bikepacking guidebook?  When do you decide to call it quits and throw in the towel?   (more…)

Bikepacking, National Parks

Bikepacking Redwood National Park


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Our giddiness on arriving at Redwood National Park vanished as soon as we stepped out of the car at Elk Prairie.  The grass was still covered in dew despite the fact that the noon sun was blazing hot and the air was so thick you could cut it with a knife.  As we begrudgingly loaded our gear into our bikepacking bags and backpacks I stripped down to shorts and a sports bra, my skin was covered in a salty sweat.  After forcing down some lunch I peeled a jersey over my sticky body, wiped the sweat from my face and we set out on our bikes. (more…)

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Bikepacking the Chiricahua Mountains


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As I squeezed the last few items into my backpack and forcefully tried to cinch the zipper closed I took one last look towards Willcox scanning the vast rolling plains and blowing yellow grass.  The grassland stretched on as far as I could see, occasional trees were visible above the grass, like green buoys swaying in a vast yellow ocean.   I guess that’s why they call it a sky island.  As we began pedaling, the wind brutally pushed us backwards and sideways.   It took a lot of strength to steady my loaded down bike.  I focused on spinning, circle after circle, even though my legs were already aching from our seven mile hike that morning.  We were less than a mile into our 64 mile trek and I wasn’t about to let negative thoughts creep in now.  I smiled at Ryan and kept pedaling, but when a group of four cows stopped dead in their tracks and stared us down like we were lunatics on parade I started to wonder if maybe we were a little bit crazy for taking on a weekend trip through the Chiricahua Mountains.

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Our First Bikepacking Trip: Desert, Donkeys and Dehydration.


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Last weekend Ryan and I set out on our first bikepacking trip.  Our plan was to leave Thursday evening and ride 118 miles (with around 13,000 feet of climbing) to Prescott, arriving on Saturday afternoon.  For the past two months we planned our route, read about bikepacking and bought our gear.  The week before our trip the forecast did not look great; Thursday was forecasted to be over 100°F, just like Ironman Coeur D’Alene!  In hindsight we should have changed our plans when we saw the forecast, but we were too excited and forged ahead. (more…)