Today started out great - made a big breakfast of bacon, eggs, and toast to hold us for the day as we were going to ride "Old Lime Creek" road. Took Nikki for a good walk along the creek, then Kevin and I started out for our daily adventure. This was a road I wanted to try, I'll say that upfront. Kevin is in no way responsible for my mis-adventure.
It started like this: Me - "I want to ride Old Lime Creek Road!" Kevin - "After looking at the map it looks kinda rough - you sure you want to ride it?" Me - "Yep! If it gets ugly we can turn around". Kevin - "OK but I'm not so sure about this".
We topped up the gas tanks first - I guess my misgivings about this ride were showing as Kevin told me we could ride asphalt and he'd be happy. Me? Nope. I wanted to ride this darn road, I don't know why, but I felt like I had to conquer it. So, gas tanks full, we drove to the entrance of the road. I should have know from the first it was not going to go well when we took the wrong turn on the road and hit a dead end. We turned around and got on the real "road". We road about a mile, dodging huge mud holes, loose boulders, and the approximately 300" fall on the left side if we screwed up badly.
Well, I screwed up - not enough to throw me over the side of the road, down into a roaring canyon creek to be bludgeoned by the water and boulders, but enough to throw me and my bike into a huge mud puddle that was full of small boulders. It all happened so fast. And I was literally covered in mud from head to toe and my ego shattered. Kevin, my Knight in Shining Armor, came to my rescue. He hauled the bike out of the muddy lake and told me to walk it off, as soon as he knew I was ok, just shaken up some.
So that was the end to our big Ole Lime Creek Road ride. I didn't conquer the stupid road, I just ate a lot of muddy water and my pride.
Back to camp. While Kevin went in to town to tour the shops, I attempted to get the mud out of my clothes and off of me. Then washed "Boo" to hide all the evidence. Click on video link.
Splash!
We left my riding gear to dry and took Nikki to Ouray where she was snarled at by 2 dogs, and ahhed at many humans. We took in the Ouray sites and headed back to Silverton. Kevin did a wonderful job of keeping us on the road as there were no guardrails and probably a mile drop off into the wide blue. We got back to Silverton, took Nikki back to the camper, and headed to town for a bite to eat. All the while a suspicious achy feeling was setting in - achy all over, especially my neck. Oh well, comes with the territory.
I'll conquer another road tomorrow................maybe!
It started like this: Me - "I want to ride Old Lime Creek Road!" Kevin - "After looking at the map it looks kinda rough - you sure you want to ride it?" Me - "Yep! If it gets ugly we can turn around". Kevin - "OK but I'm not so sure about this".
We topped up the gas tanks first - I guess my misgivings about this ride were showing as Kevin told me we could ride asphalt and he'd be happy. Me? Nope. I wanted to ride this darn road, I don't know why, but I felt like I had to conquer it. So, gas tanks full, we drove to the entrance of the road. I should have know from the first it was not going to go well when we took the wrong turn on the road and hit a dead end. We turned around and got on the real "road". We road about a mile, dodging huge mud holes, loose boulders, and the approximately 300" fall on the left side if we screwed up badly.
Well, I screwed up - not enough to throw me over the side of the road, down into a roaring canyon creek to be bludgeoned by the water and boulders, but enough to throw me and my bike into a huge mud puddle that was full of small boulders. It all happened so fast. And I was literally covered in mud from head to toe and my ego shattered. Kevin, my Knight in Shining Armor, came to my rescue. He hauled the bike out of the muddy lake and told me to walk it off, as soon as he knew I was ok, just shaken up some.
So that was the end to our big Ole Lime Creek Road ride. I didn't conquer the stupid road, I just ate a lot of muddy water and my pride.
Back to camp. While Kevin went in to town to tour the shops, I attempted to get the mud out of my clothes and off of me. Then washed "Boo" to hide all the evidence. Click on video link.
Splash!
We left my riding gear to dry and took Nikki to Ouray where she was snarled at by 2 dogs, and ahhed at many humans. We took in the Ouray sites and headed back to Silverton. Kevin did a wonderful job of keeping us on the road as there were no guardrails and probably a mile drop off into the wide blue. We got back to Silverton, took Nikki back to the camper, and headed to town for a bite to eat. All the while a suspicious achy feeling was setting in - achy all over, especially my neck. Oh well, comes with the territory.
I'll conquer another road tomorrow................maybe!
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