Greetings from Crouch! It smells delicious here, like a sweet wildflower I don’t recognize. The dry air heightens my senses; the afternoon sky is pure blue, and there is no haze, anywhere.
After yesterday, Felkerino and I thought we had these mountains figured out, but we were wrong. Today the training wheels came off, and we worked hard for most of the 67 miles we rode today.
I thank all the riding we’ve done in West Virginia for teaching me about how to maneuver up steeps. Our ride from Cascade to McCall consisted of three significant climbs, and several segments on each with grades of 10, 12, and even 14 percent. These mountains were not so kind to us as yesterday.
Like yesterday, we followed the Adventure Cycling Idaho Hot Springs Mountain Bike Route. The most difficult aspect of today was not the climbing which, while challenging, was manageable.
No, the most rigorous parts of our day were the descents. We encountered steep, switchback descents on fine sandy gravel road, often with loose sand piles on the turns. Progress was slow and tricky.
The truth is our day was beautiful, scenery-wise and in terms of traffic, but at times the riding felt beyond us. Our tires– Clement USH 35s– were not wide enough for the gravel (or SAND, I think might be more accurate) or for the ground we covered.
We made it through, but it required patience. Patience with the road and with each other. And some extra mindfulness and concentration.
I think it’s good to take on riding like this on occasion. It’s how Felkerino and I have grown as cyclists and as a tandem team. It’s also how we learn about our riding preferences as well as the weaknesses that exist in our cycling skill set.
I’m glad we took on the Idaho sand/dirt/gravel today. It was not fun, at least not to me, but rides don’t always have to be fun to reward you in a significant way.
Our mountain miles from Cascade to Crouch were an intense engaging experience. We satisfied our curiosity about what these hills hold for us beyond the pavement.
Somehow Felkerino and I kept our cool and made it through the ups and downs together. And our bike rode sure and strong despite the inadequate tires for today’s terrain. We celebrated with ice cream. Go team.
Soft sand can be really treacherous. I’ve done a number of face plants in sand, even with 2-inch mountain bike tires. Nice picture of the Indian Paintbrush. It’s Wyoming’s state flower,
Soft sand = DISLIKE! Ah well, we know for next time and it was still a great adventure. Thank you for identifying the Indian Paintbrush– it’s lovely.
I get nervous enough riding down switchback mountain roads that are paved! While I’m the only person on the bike! I can’t imagine what that must feel like on gravel with two people on the same bike. (My only experience on a tandem so far has been the FrankenTandem some friends bought at a yard sale. Two old schwinns welded together. Coaster brakes. And a seat that wouldn’t stay clamped. Probably not the best first tandem experience. 😉 )
Holy hills! Congrats on getting through what sounds like a pretty gnarly ride.
Thanks for stopping at Bike touring News while you were in Boise! Next time, bring solo bikes with three inch tires and we will show you some gravel grovelling.
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