At sunset on October 12, Jake and Duncan reached the Mexico border after pedaling 94 miles on their final day. Their arrival at the border brought Biking for a Better World's Montana to Mexico project to a successful completion. Thanks for your interest and support. Below we have posted almost 30 photos covering the second half of the adventure from Steamboat Springs, Colorado to the Mexico border.
Here are some interesting stats and information from the journey...
Days on the Road: 29
-26 Riding Days
-1 Injury Day/1 Storm Day/1 Rest Day
States Travelled: 5
-Montana, Idaho, Wyoming, Colorado, New Mexico
Miles Pedaled: 2,292
Average Miles/Day: 88.2
Average Speed: 10.8 mph
Total Hours Pedaled: 213
Average Hours Pedaled/Day: 8.25
Days 120 Miles+: 1
Days 110 Miles+: 3
Days 100 Miles+: 7
Days 90 Miles+: 13
Flat Tires: 6
Tires Used: 8
Night Rides: 14
Crashes: 1
Continental Divide Crossings: 20+
Highest Pass: Indiana Pass, 11,950 ft.
Ailments/Injuries: Numb Fingers and Toes, Knee Pain, Saddles Sores, Neck Pain
Cures: Traumeel (Arnica), Ibuprofen, Vitamins
Favorite Snacks: Snickers, Nuun electrolyte tablets
Favorite Treat: Duncan-Chocolate Milkshake
Jake-Bacon Cheeseburger
Common Foods and Drinks Consumed: Apples and Oranges, Sandwiches, Bars, Trail Mix, Dried Fruit, Pop Tarts, Mountain House, Pasta, Cheeseburgers, French Fries, Tuna Fish, Salami, Whole Wheat Bread, Soda, Gatorade, Fruit Juices, Coffee, Tea, Hot Chocolate, Milkshakes, Beef Jerky, Raisins, Oatmeal
Favorite Part of Route: Duncan-River valley descent into Basin, Montana
Jake-Stretch of singletrack along ridge, Day 2 Montana wilderness
Hardest Moment: Duncan-CD Crossing #2, walking bikes on rough, root-filled singletrack
Jake-Day 3 Climb with saddle sores
Best Day: Duncan-Riding into Rawlins, Wyoming to finish 1st half of trip
Jake-3 Pass, 111 mile day to Del Norte, Colorado
Hardest Day: Duncan-Getting to Silverthorne, Colorado climbing Ute Pass
Jake-2nd to last day to Mimbres, NM in Gila Nat. Forest
Favorite State: Jake-Montana
Duncan-Montana
Least favorite State: Jake-Colorado
Duncan-Colorado
Coldest Night: Idaho, near Mack's Inn, approx. 15 degrees
Hottest Day: Montana, near Ovando, approx. 90+ degrees
Favorite Moment: Jake-Riding along with galloping wild horses, Great Basin, Wyoming
Duncan-Reaching the Mexico border
Favorite campspot: Little Snake River, near Columbine, Colorado
Hardest Climb: Lynx Pass, south of Steamboat Springs, Colorado
Favorite Town: South Pass City, Wyoming
Wildlife Spotted: Deer, Elk, Black Bear, Badger, Hawk, Antelope, Prairie Dog, Coyote, Fox, Wild Horse
Thursday, October 15, 2009
Monday, September 28, 2009
Along the spine...
So we find ourselves in Steamboat Springs, Colorado...1300 miles in 15 days. We are more than halfway across the Great Divide Route and fighting a constant battle to keep the miles up. As I forego some sleep to write this, I cannot keep my thoughts off the 4000 foot climb that will begin our day tomorrow. But I know we will go up it and move on to the next one, moving down the road one mile at a time, one day at a time.
All the climbs scare us. Every day and every mile is a challenge. We fear them and then we ride them. Many things try to stop us, slow us down, break us down...cold nights, hot sun, desolation, washboard roads, fatigue, saddle sores, knee pain. Sometimes it sucks but sometimes it's beautiful. When we wait out the hard times, the good ones always follow. It is a certain kind of patience we have to find. And we take from the experience what we will.
There is always a Point A and a Point B. Right now, for us, it is the Canada border and the Mexico border. I can look at them on the map, but when it all becomes real, and the route comes to life as we traverse it, there is something magical that happens. The adventure unfolds. All of a sudden I'm asking some hunters for directions on a national forest road in northern Montana. Or sleeping under a crystal-clear span of stars. I'm waking up thinking the grizzly is in camp, or riding through the night seeing animals peeking at us out of the forest as our lights reflect their inquisitive eyes. I'm descending the flank of a majestic mountain or hiding from the sun in a drainpipe to eat spoonfulls of peanut butter. I'm waking up staring at the Tetons and knocking frost from the walls of my tent. I'm telling some cowboy about why we ended up in their little mining town in the middle of Wyoming, or believe it or not, riding alongside a group of wild horses as they run with me in the high, treeless desert.
Goodnight for now all...Jake
All the climbs scare us. Every day and every mile is a challenge. We fear them and then we ride them. Many things try to stop us, slow us down, break us down...cold nights, hot sun, desolation, washboard roads, fatigue, saddle sores, knee pain. Sometimes it sucks but sometimes it's beautiful. When we wait out the hard times, the good ones always follow. It is a certain kind of patience we have to find. And we take from the experience what we will.
There is always a Point A and a Point B. Right now, for us, it is the Canada border and the Mexico border. I can look at them on the map, but when it all becomes real, and the route comes to life as we traverse it, there is something magical that happens. The adventure unfolds. All of a sudden I'm asking some hunters for directions on a national forest road in northern Montana. Or sleeping under a crystal-clear span of stars. I'm waking up thinking the grizzly is in camp, or riding through the night seeing animals peeking at us out of the forest as our lights reflect their inquisitive eyes. I'm descending the flank of a majestic mountain or hiding from the sun in a drainpipe to eat spoonfulls of peanut butter. I'm waking up staring at the Tetons and knocking frost from the walls of my tent. I'm telling some cowboy about why we ended up in their little mining town in the middle of Wyoming, or believe it or not, riding alongside a group of wild horses as they run with me in the high, treeless desert.
Goodnight for now all...Jake
Thursday, September 24, 2009
A quick stop in pinedale, WY
The temps are slowly falling as we get deeper into fall. The mornings are the coldest so we have changed our plan a bit by riding later into the night and rising a bit later, waiting for the sun to rise. The land that we have covered has been gorgeous. The turning of the leaves is in progress and we have had epic views from the passes we have climbed. We'll give you all some more info later.
Thanks to Roy and Casey for getting us up to our starting point in Rooseville,MT. Dave and Rosana thanks for helping with the drops, and everyone in Tahoe thanks, you've been helping us since who knows when. Looking forward to Colorado. gotta go south. Duncan
Tuesday, September 15, 2009
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