Saturday, January 23, 2010

Big damn ADVENTURE!

It started out innocent enough riding some canal gravel with my son Lane, but I got to reflecting on last years two-wheeled miles or a lack of miles for me & part of my thinking on that was I get tired of the same old routes so about 5 miles into this humdrum gravel grind I asked Lane if he was up for an adventure, well, what 16 year old wouldn't be up for an adventure on a bike, I just hope this old goat could hold up my end of the deal for this EPIC day! (can I even say the word epic anymore or will I get sued by a certain bike company?)


we eventually reached the south platte river which is flowing fast this time of year, a little ice



this is where the cyclocross back in November paid off getting over this "barrier"!


singletrack sidewalk across the river


father & son karate monkey's, one gear & rigid!


I never heard the horn OR saw the gates move, DANGIT!



climbing, climbing, climbing, this is where the adventure started on a private drive just off highway 30


it was a lot of wide open once we got to our halfway point, it was all uphill to this point, & this hill is the highest point in Keith county marked by this geological survey marker, I know of this place from visiting it many times in the past by horseback, this was probably a first for this lookout to have mtb's up there.

it's STRAIGHT down right in front of Lane, about 100' & right smack dab behind his head is where we were headed, north platte river valley



man, I needed this break!



looking back east, now that light colored square in the center of the pic on the horizon is the Gerald Gentleman power plant south of Sutherland, probably 25 miles away from us


over Lane's shoulder to the west & barely visible today was Kingsley Dam at Lake McConaughy



BREAK TIME! The wind was really whipping up here & we cooled off in a hurry



AHHH!


descending...



...& more descending, it was mostly downhill from up on top & some sweet cowtrail singletrack



Lane's good to the old man & waits in the trail with a trackstand when I get to far behind



we found some slick, somewhat muddy spots where the sun had been shining & kicked up a herd of twenty mule deer, SWEEET! They were to quick for me with the camera though



a few obstacles where we had to dab our feet


there's some of that mud we found clinging to the Exiwolf's


Ahhh, "the Old Country" as my kids call it, my wife & I lived here for several years when we moved out here, was a great location, unfortunately it was a typical old house, cold in the winter, hot in the summer & the worst part of it was, we weren't even into biking when we lived here, prime location. The ditch there is a small canal that they use to drain the large canal every few years & we used to hit paydirt gathering crawdads when they did, made us a little nervous raising small children here though with the canal this close!



this is the check on canal where they can drain it to the north platte river via that ditch in the previous pic



my old legs felt like this old building by this point!


some cool finds today on top of that big hill, appears to be some pottery or old china pieces & a small piece of chipped flint, doesn't surprise me that folks in the past spent some time sitting on this hill watching both river valleys as you can see a looong way both ways, I love sitting on that hill trying to imagine what it looked like over 100 years ago myself.

I believe rides like these will help me up my miles in 2010, just have to get creative close to home. I know for sure that a damn fine memory was made today for Lane & I & anyone's welcome to come out some weekend & join us, who knows what kind of adventure we'll find!

Sunday, January 10, 2010

Here's to 2010!


May your beer be cold, your bourbon smooth, your flats few, your dirt, gravel & pavement be sweet & your two-wheeled miles be filled with smiles!

Tuesday, January 5, 2010

Tate's Christmas


Oh man...I hope it's a wabbit, I LOOOVE wabbits!


HOT DAMN! It's a WAAABBIT!


I LOOOVE WAAABBITS...I even dream about them when I sleep!

Tuesday, December 1, 2009

Local legend


I've heard stories of this giant old blowout near where I live for years & finally paid it a visit. A blowout is formed in the Sandhills of Nebraska from years of wind blowing unstable, sandy soil & perhaps a few too many cows grazing & tromping the grass,think of a giant cereal bowl of sand getting an air compressor hose blown in it, this one has been taken care of over the years & the grass is now flourishing in it again


this former blowout is large enough it's easily visible on google earth, if you know where to look


this is on the south end looking back north from on top of the big dirt pillar in the next photo


this dirt pillar kind of reminded me of a miniature Chimney Rock, near Scottsbluff, NE


still rockin' the bikepacking set-up & it's working GREAT!


Dirt iceberg?


how do you like your singletrack? "I'll take mine poached, thank you very much"


now part of the local legend is that there was an old cave dug into a dirt bank in this area back in the days of prohibition hiding a working still, I don't think this would be unheard of from the stories I've heard about some of the more colorful characters in this area in those days (heck, could even happen around here today) after all, this IS the WILD WEST!



evidence perhaps?



prairie moonrise, not gonna lie folks, that line of car headlights is westbound I-80 traffic Sunday night after Thanksgiving, this place is THAT close, hard to believe that because once you're down inside the middle of it, it's peaceful & quiet, another trivial fact is that this thing is smack dab on the edge of the original Pony Express Trail according to more local legend, DANG, just when I thought I was running out of new places to explore, what's next?



Friday, November 27, 2009

Bikepackin' day trip

I've been anxious to try out a new system I'm working on for carrying my sleeping bag for some overnighters I'm planning in the future & this rough, rutty road was the perfect test!


it seems to be the ticket for not a lot of $$$, less than $30 for the compression bag & 2 straps & it rides quite stable & is out of the way of my light, amazingly my wireless computer still works despite being blocked by the bag.


this was Lake McConaughy, north of Ogallala & that is looking east back towards Kingsley Dam & the "Morning Glory" where the water goes through the dam


looking back into a bay that is filling up after several years of very low levels


looking west, thats a boat heading into the dock there on the left side


my set up thus far, Sea to Summit e Vent compression bag on the front, Jandd frame bag & Jandd seat pouch, not pictured, on my back, a Gary Fisher pack with 100 oz water bladder & plenty of room for other items

canyons, cedars & lots of water

lookout point, hard to see the horizon with the water being as smooth as glass, kind of blends in with the sky


looking west over the lake as the sun's getting ready to set, this lake is over 20 miles long & 5 miles wide when full, Nebraska's largest lake

looking down to the northwest from the top of the dam, that is Lake Ogallala

looking down to the east, the thing at the bottom is a hydropower plant


I got lucky & found a short stretch of sweet, rocky singletrack


lifestyles of the rich & famous! this is called Million Dollar Bay, I wonder why?

looking down at the rocks


another secluded bay


cruise ship of the "redneck riviera"