Day: July 20, 2023
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Scorching Summit: Biking from Missoula to Miller Peak
Join me on an exhilarating mountain biking journey from the heart of Missoula, Montana to the breathtaking heights of Miller Peak. Despite the blistering 104-degree heat, this video captures the essence of adventure and determination. Witness the stunning panoramic views from the summit, where the vast Montana landscape unfolds in a display of natural beauty. The journey is as thrilling as the destination, with rugged trails and the sun blazing overhead. Experience the thrill of conquering Miller Peak, and the serene beauty that awaits at the top. -

Bangtail
Another attempt at accessing the Bangtail Divide from Willow Creek. Although I did finally reach it, it was not the way I expected. I ran out of time and did an emergency sprint to the car to get out before the storm.
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Combining Shit
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Today, I’m thinking about combining shit.
We are out on an evening walk. And recently I have gotten into the habit of putting so much stuff on my calendar I combine things even during my walks. For instance, I just thought to myself okay. I’m on a walk. I might as well combine my daily exercises into this, right?
Like, stop! Find a big rock and do Turkish get-ups. Stuff like that. Heck, why not answer emails? And do some work-related items. I think this has to stop and I need to enjoy one thing at a time. Otherwise, I’m just going to get bent out of shape again.“Like Friday”?
Suddenly realizing I was talking out loud and my partner chimed in.
“uh, yea, perfect example”, referring to a blowup when my phone stopped working.
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Hillgard Basin Day 5
The exodus. Day 5 was a business day. We clocked in and after the chores went to work packing up camp. The hike out a 12 mile 6 hour gruel fest. To top it off I had a mishap getting out of my hammock and tore a hip muscle. Thus … gruel fest. Left our remote lives behind and headed back to the world of work. Which I may add, sucks far more then hiking 12 miles with a load with a torn muscle. At least I was living.
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Day two on the East Fork
After settling into our cow poop infested campsite we had a great night including campfire, sausage, and all the good things that camping involves. I didn’t early morning hill climb to the top of the ridge. And then for the rest of the day Mo decided we were going to climb Loco Peak on our bikes. Isn’t she awesome?
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The trip home

Rest Stop This is the final blog post in a series of three (1st one, 2nd one) about my weekend adventure, which I’ve dubbed #H2H. My trip home from Toll Mountain began later in the day, around 10 AM. This was significantly earlier than the noon start I had when traveling there. And I had an aggressive route planned.
The plan was to ride dirt roads across the Valley to the Tobacco Root Range. Then, I intended to head straight over them through forest service access points and single track. I was set to cross two ranges with an ungodly amount of climbing. I was prepared to hike my bike for hours up steep slopes and grit my teeth on the descent into the Madison River Valley. But a river thwarted my plans. Not because it was in the way, but because the decision to cross involved finding a bridge. This bridge was way off course, and as I approached it, I realized that starting this mountain range crossing without a confirmed route was a risk, especially since I had to be back at work on Tuesday.
I abandoned the route for a later time and decided to return the way I came, with options to take the Madison River Road (dirt instead of pavement). So, a stop at Cardwell for a pint of ice cream was in order. After a thoughtful planning session, I set out to climb over the Tobacco Root Pass, which had nearly defeated me three days earlier.
I was cautious and suppressed my urge to push a big ring. I even stopped once to apply sunscreen. The sun was high and hot, so I just pedaled and waited for the heat to raise my heart rate and the impending heat stroke to take over. But it didn’t, and I topped out on the pass, just flying. It felt so easy… easy peasy.
And that’s how I returned from #H2H. The rest of the adventure was a matter of just pedaling and counting down the miles before I rolled into my apartment complex. Oh yeah… and my plans to ride the Madison River Road, you ask? Well, a huge storm loomed, blew, and rained on me a bit, so I stuck to the pavement and outran it home. Had to skip another future endeavor. Anyone coming along on #H2Hv2?
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Trail, storm, and folk festivals
This is a second blog post in a series of three #H2H about my weekend adventure.

Something like rain simply sucks … sometimes. If it interrupts a ride with the introduction of hypothermia. And then on the other end of lifes spectrum a trail found is worth a million gold bouillon. Then there are things out there that I just could go either way on like festivals. Add all these little life elements and make the setting Butte Montana and you will have a great weekend.
It all started with a Saturday wake up call at around 1pm. Hey, I run a strict camp. An afternoon bike ride was in order. I wanted to introduce my partner in crime to the CDT but that did not happen. Instead we felt our way around camp and than got sidetracked on a trail called Moose Creek or something like that. It wasn’t long before we got chased back to camp by a mean looking thunder storm.
The next day I was determined to make the CDT thing happen but on our way up to Pipestone Pass we encountered two storms which dumped an inch of rain each. After hiding under trees for several hours we concluded that a dash for camp was necessary. Once back at camp and quickie car ride into Butte took us to the Butte Folk Festival.
We grabbed a burger and beer and then jaunted up the street to catch the remaining act. Dancing is a funny thing. For me the urge to dance is very rare but on occasion I can let it loose. But not today. Instead I watched my friends feel the vibe and put it down in Butte.
And that was as fantastic as a weekend can get. Well it does get even more fun because I am leaving out some of the little details. Like brats, beer, camp fires, discussions to figure out the worlds lack of NOT working. All in Butte, a city no one wants to admit is cool.
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Sypes Canyon Trail
So I finally got out on a solo ride and none to soon. I started to feel like I was dying. Nothing like a strong dose of climbing on a mountain bike to jump start the heart. After work I jumped in my car and blindly drove around until I found this little trail head called Sypes Canyon. I pulled my bike off the rack and began to climb.
And climb. Soon the sun started to set. But I wanted to go up as far as I could which I have suspicions that this gem connects into a longer trail that runs along the West side of the main ridge. I wanted to get near the Devils Backbone. I kept thinking of that term because at times the ricks were so sharp … almost like riding along a backbone.
The views were becoming so beautiful I found it hard to keep progressing up the ridge. it seemed as though every time I got around the next switchback I was whipping out the camera again.
Then the sun really set, disappearing behind the horizon. I figured it may be time to get off that ridge before dark. One mishap and I could take a header in the dark. Did I mention that parts of the trail were pretty technical.
But I finally made it down and now I feel a little more normal. Still trying to fit in though.
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Maps, Decisions, Recovery

Climbing up Point Six Road to top of Snow Bowl, mapping out my RMVQ On Monday, a strategic pause from rigorous training was taken, complemented by several core exercises to maintain physical readiness. This day off provided an invaluable opportunity to delve into analytical considerations regarding the newly explored Alpe De Turah segment. With the GPS data now at hand, its potential integration into the RMVQ course merits thorough evaluation.
The proposed route modification presents compelling advantages, notably the elimination of the road section leading to Clinton, which enhances the overall challenge and experience of the RMVQ. The adjustment would increase the course length to 158 miles (up from 152 miles) and elevate total climbing to 46,000 feet (from 35,000 feet), attributable to the inclusion of Sheep Mountain in this year’s iteration. These augmented figures underscore a significant elevation in both distance and elevation gain, aligning with the event’s ethos of presenting an unparalleled endurance challenge.
Conversely, the exclusion of the segment from Clinton to Hollowmans Saddle subtracts a historically rich and physically demanding portion of the course. Contemplating this exclusion, a prospective route could potentially extend to an unprecedented 171 miles and 48,000 feet of climbing. This scenario raises pivotal considerations regarding the balance between preserving the event’s heritage and pursuing the evolution of its competitive landscape.
The strategic incorporation or omission of these segments warrants a multidimensional analysis, factoring in the event’s identity, participant expectations, and the overarching goal of maintaining the RMVQ as a premier endurance mountain biking challenge. The potential for phased implementation – initially integrating the Turah section, with the prospect of expanding the course in subsequent years – offers a pragmatic approach to course evolution, facilitating incremental adjustments based on participant feedback and logistical feasibility.
It’s imperative to gauge community sentiment and participant readiness for such an endeavor. The historical performance, notably Garland T’s commendable completion of 73.4 miles in 8:13, serves as a benchmark for assessing the relative difficulty of the course and the physical demands placed on competitors.
As we stand 74 days from the RMVQ, the focus intensifies on refining the course to optimize its challenge, appeal, and the overall participant experience. Engaging with maps and planning not only serves as a methodical approach to course development but also embodies the spirit of adventure that lies at the heart of the RMVQ.
Your insights, as a member of this adventurous community, are invaluable. The collective wisdom and aspirations of those willing to embark on this journey will be instrumental in shaping the future trajectory of the RMVQ. Your feedback on these proposed changes is eagerly awaited as we strive to enhance the event’s legacy while navigating the dynamic landscape of endurance mountain biking.
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Making a List Checking it Twice
Only 4 days to go before the 24 Solo World Championships in Canmore -
Way To Go
It looks like I get a free smoothie from the Good Food Store compliments of the Missoula in Motion’s Way to Go Club. I have been riding my bike to work pretty religiously since moving to Montana and I have racked up 997.7 miles; 299 days so far with the club. This year I have biked 227.9 miles; 82 days to work. All this and I am unhappy about the fact that I only live a couple miles from work (I have to go the long way around just to get that). According to the web site I have conserved 807.85 pounds of carbon dioxide. But then I negate that by consuming so much oxygen while racing .. lol!
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Blue Point Trail Tonight
Sipping on a cup of coffee this morning as I wake up and see for the first time cloud cover I think to myself, “Its Thursday”. We have had bad luck on Thursdays although last Thursday was magnificent. Today we are riding from the top of Lincoln Hills Drive and will ride up the Blue Point Trail a ways! Last night I rode route 12 out of fort Fizzle on a relaxing spin aboard the road bike. I am really loving the hot weather.
In fire news the Bearmouth fire (just East of Missoula) in getting pretty serious and is not even in the early stages of being contained yet. I hope they don’t close I90 as that would make for a huge trip on Saturday as i go to Kings Hill Pass for a mountain bike race.
This weekend is race number 5 of the Montana Off Road Series and is being held at the Showdown Ski Area . At first I was thinking Great Falls but now that I look at the map it will be to Helena and then North East to Kings Hill pass. Should be fun. And to mention fun … as soon as I get back Paul, Lucy, and Niko will be landing in Missoula so I have to rush to get back.
Speaking of rush to get back … id better run off to that societal jail called “WORK”.
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Monadnock Mountain Hike
Just returned from an awesome hike at Monadnock Mountain, New Hampshire. Big thanks to Monica for the company!
It was a stellar climb—1.5 hours packed with beautiful vistas. The summit was buzzing with people, some glued to their phones, others joking about finding a McDonald’s. We savored pistachios and fig bars before taking a different route down.
The hike was short but sweet. We wrapped it up with delicious burgers at Lillies on the Pond, though our full bellies made us miss a few turns on the way back. It was a blast, and I’m eager for the next hiking adventure, maybe even this weekend.

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Going To Cali
Just trying to think about what I need to do to getr ready to fly out to California in two days. Do I go to the race tommorrow? hmmm…..
