Coming soon – a story about a ride from last fall that involved a visit to a HUGE hole!
Happy New Year Everyone! 🙂
Where in the world did time go? Apparently, the last time I posted anything here at MotoVentures was on December 17th. I knew it had been a while, but not this long!
Without further delay, let’s talk about another group ride from last fall. On Sunday, September 23rd, I led a group of friends from Black Forest Chapel on a ride that involved beautiful weather, Lebanese food, and two accidents.
Leaving from Black Forest, the weather was slightly cool, but nice…
We headed up Hwy 105 through Sedalia and made it to Golden, Colorado in just under an hour and a half. Not bad for Sunday afternoon traffic! If you’re in Golden, I highly recommend the Ali Baba Grill – the food is excellent, the portions are generous, and the staff are friendly!
After filling our stomachs with some amazing gyros and hummus, we got back on the road. By this time, the temperature was perfect!
On our way up Lookout Mountain, we encountered our first accident of the day. We were never able to find out exactly what happened, but it appeared to involve a hang glider as the rescue teams were hauling equipment into the hillside.
An officer flagged us through after waiting about 15 minutes and we continued up to the summit. The views at the top are always spectacular!
We enjoyed a 15 minute break at the summit – the views and amazing weather made for an awesome time!
From Golden we headed down through Evergreen, Conifer, Pine, Buffalo Creek, and Deckers. We took a quick stretch break in Deckers, and then continued south on CO-67. Within a few minutes of leaving Deckers, traffic was at a standstill.
We couldn’t see anything at this point. All we could do was sit and wait.
Unfortunately, as we got closer, we realized it was a terrible motorcycle accident. I honestly couldn’t recognize what type of bike it was as it was so badly mangled and burned from a direct impact into the rocks on the hillside. Crews were picking up pieces from all over the road. Although we never saw an ambulance, I fear the rider may not have survived such an impact.
The weather was beautiful and cool for the remainder of the ride home., but seeing the accident was a sobering reminder that not all who ride come home safely. Slow down, stay alert, and stay alive!
I left Independence Pass and headed back down the east side of the mountain. It was so relaxing to take my time and enjoy capturing some extra pictures, even if some of the pull off areas were a bit sketchy (notice the narrow, sloping shoulder)!
I wanted to make sure I captured an image of this incredible valley – absolutely beautiful!
Right before going back into Twin Lakes, there is a neat looking barn on the south side of the road. Jenni, here are the pictures I promised!
And one of Stallion waiting patiently…
As I left Twin Lakes, I remember that there would be someone there waiting for me. I barely got a picture of him last year, but this year I was determined to stop and say hi. I waved and tried to get his attention, but he never said a word to me. So rude! 🙂
Another neat barn – what a view!
I rode a little further east back towards Highway 24 and found an excellent spot for a great landscape picture. Notice the two, tiny white dots in the middle of the water…those are kayaks! (Click on the picture for a much bigger version!)
Even with the water levels low, this lake is huge!
Such amazing colors this year!
And this is my favorite picture from the entire day!
I took one last picture with Stallion in the frame, then headed south to Buena Vista.
Once I arrived in BV, I picked a cafe and found a table outside to enjoy a chicken salad sandwich and an iced vanilla latte. It was a fantastic way to wrap up the afternoon before heading home to see my family. What a great ride!
Enjoy the Adventure!
After hanging out at Twin Lakes, Colorado for a quick rest and to enjoy the sights, we continued up Colorado 82 until we reached Independence Pass! It was originally named Hunter Pass and sits at 12,095 feet above sea level! The name wasn’t changed to Independence Pass until July 4, 1879 when some prospectors defied an order from the 2nd Colorado Governor and crossed over the divide, eventually establishing the village of Independence a few miles west of the summit, and at a lower altitude of 10,830 feet.
At this altitude, the rarified air causes a strange, sticky sort of moss to grow on metal…
Stallion made a great run up the pass and earned a little glamour shot
The pass was super busy, and it’s easy to see why on such a gorgeous fall day! I talked to people from multiple countries all over the world!
The pass offers a few lookout areas that have great views of the peaks above and valley below
Look carefully in this picture – there are almost a dozen people visible from the closest part of the trail, all the way up to the summit!
At this point, I took the road less traveled. Literally. The group, and most all of the traffic were headed to Aspen. Part of me wanted to be with the group and enjoy great conversation and fun over lunch. The other part of me has a great disdain for Aspen – a bizarre mountain town with an identity crisis and seemingly no soul.
So I said goodbye, watched the group head west, and then I headed east and took my time exploring some incredible beauty on the way home!
Part 3 coming soon!