Fat Pursuit 2015 Info


Last year I posted my story

Firehole river tour

It was one of those days. One in which I woke up with an idea. And this wasn’t the first time I’ve tried to ride my bike all day long without eating or drinking. You know to see if the new ketosis is working. So I left my car at Madison Junction and rode my bike through the Firehole Canyon Road. And then proceeded to go up Fountain Flat Drive, which turns to a primitive dirt bike trail, to the Grand Prismatic. I climb the hill and took some photos. Then on to the grand mall of Yellowstone, Old Faithful. Then to Lodestar Geyser in which I did not get any photos due to assanine tourists climbing on it. Overall it was a great day. And these are the photos. And yes went all day without even a thought of food or water.

Elements of yellowstone

I was just talking, er writing, to a friend that I actually secretly hate Yellowstone National Park. I feel it is the Vegas of the federal lands. That all said it is the images I bring back that are of the most value to me. Images of the elements of what we seemingly protect. But … if you have been there you would know the truth. That is is mostly trampled and polluted buy the humans. Or as the animals call us … the heeyoums.

Cascade Creek

At the Canyon Village in Yellowstone National Park it is not wise to bring a mountain bike. There is not many places you can ride a bike in the park. Oh yeah, there is Dunraven Pass. And the dirt road ride up Mount Washburn. But other than that there’s not really a place to go riding.

No time to fret. Just throw on some hiking shoes and head out on one of the many trails. Cascade Creek is fun.


Dunraven PassI have posted many a blog post about my so called “quick and dirty” efforts. There was the 2005 post Fixing a Flat, another reference in Back From Squaw, a “quick and dirty” post about Lightening Your Bike in 2007, a remembrance of a friend in MoZ Sunset in 2010, a visit to Missoula in 2012 prompted Good Enough, a Quick and Slushy in 2012 as well, and a Quick and Dirty Climb earlier this year.

Wow, that is a lot of references. but is it? 2005 was a long time ago. So why am I still doing the “Quick and Dirty”. Like last night when I waited until an hour before bed to get out and exercise. Or earlier this month when I did a last minute climb up Dunraven Pass. Maybe I will write up an entire training plan consisting of just quick and dirties.

Lower Falls Morning

I just woke up. The sun is not up yet, and it’s quite nipper out. It’s bill time. I jump on my bike, ride down to the north rim, and lock it up to the guardrail at the Red Rock Point trail head.

I brought my camera because it’s kinda going to be overcast and I am thinking that I can take a couple stream shots along the way.

The hike starts out down the usual Y.N.P. Canyon descent on a slightly paved crumbling walk way. You follow a stream down that’s cascading down the side of the canyon. Then you come upon some boards steps that go quickly down to a big red rock. And it is here where you stand on a big cement pad with other Yellowstone National Park enthusiasts gawking at the lower falls.

But not this morning. I am up early and the crowds haven’t arrived yet. So I am alone and am able to actually observe more. More of the beauty. More of the sounds. More of the colors. I observe more of everything because of the absence of other human beings. And this is the essence of Bill Time.

Hiking the Grand Canyon of Yellowstone

The South Rim Hike took us six and a half hours. Almost 14 miles is a big day at the Grand Canyon of the Yellowstone. I post this gallery in memory of last weekend when we experienced a loss, a young child who wondered off the trail in the worst place and slid to her death. I can not imagine the loss to her family and community. And for me has affected my activities all week. I find myself staying up to watch videos of Robin Williams, another traveler who is now gone. So I post this reminder that the most rewarding experiences are the ones where you take chances. To step out of the “office” and experience the raw power of mother earth. A week of loss is a week to remember, to not forget, that life IS short.

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