After enjoying a great lunch with the group, Marc and I took a detour to go ride the incredible Boreas Pass. I think his new KLR needed a dirt road christening! 🙂
We began our ascent up the road, hoping to escape the heat of the valley. Marc was kind enough to take some pictures of me along the way…
The heat continued to rise and it felt much better to be on the bikes and moving with a little airflow instead of standing next to them, so onward we went….only to stop again just a little while later for this amazing view!
We had been passing lots of guys and gals on bikes the whole way up the road. By “bikes” I mean…bicycles. As in the manual power kind. As in those people were physically propelling themselves up to the summit of a mountain and over the other side. Just for fun.
We got to the top and talked to some volunteers running a hydration tent. They informed us that those crazy impressive human beings were taking part in the Breck 100. The website states, “This incredible course climbs 13,719 feet over 100 miles.” Clearly these people are insane. Who in the world bikes 100 miles at those altitudes on bicycles that cost as much as my first 3 cars combined?
Just watching them was making us even hotter, so we shed our motorcycle gear and continued walking around the summit. We really couldn’t believe that even at almost 12,000 feet of elevation it was so hot. The summit is a beautiful area to walk around!
About 15-20 minutes later, we got back on the bikes (powered versions) and rode down to Como, Colorado. I wouldn’t mind poking around some of their old buildings on another trip….when the temperature is much cooler. At the moment, I really felt like a bug under a magnifying glass and was expecting my limbs to start smoking.
With the heat in the valley continuing to soar, we rode non-stop for an hour and 30 minutes until we reached Deckers, Colorado off of CR126/CO67. That stretch of road is absolutely fantastic on a motorcycle, and it felt so good to be riding it that day. Stallion just wanted to run! I leaned further than I ever had before, and even got a little peppy with cornering speed. Safety was still first in everything I did, and with almost no other vehicles on the road, it was easy to have fun!
But with that fun came a price. By the time we stopped at Deckers, Marc and I were both experiencing the first stages of heatstroke. Between the two of us we said our muscles were locking up, we had cramps, a lack of focus, a little headache, and over all body soreness.
We pulled in to a shaded area, pulled off our gear, and started to slowly hydrate. I literally laid down in the dirt and just felt things spin for a minute. We took our time drinking lots of water and ate some snacks. In hindsight, something with electrolytes in it would have been ideal.
A little over 30 minutes later, we both felt it was safe enough to get back on the bikes and make the ride home. We rode through Woodland Park and down the mountain to the steaming valley below. By this time it was almost 6pm, and the temperature was still 90F+.
An hour and 45 minutes later I made it home and put Stallion away in the stable. I was happy to be home and see my beautiful family! I then took one of the coldest showers I have ever taken!
In the end, we all had a great time and made it home safely to our families…and that is what matters the most. Next time, I’ll make sure to stop and adjust for the heat!
I might also shop for a mesh, armored jacket!