Cold and windy is what I can say about the last day. The night was fraught with violent storms. Once the tent blew flat across us and I had to go out and do some emergency securing of the guy-wire hooks. The first time I used those. We found slices of time in the morning…

Some may have seen the post where we ran, er rode, into the discovery of the new recreation path around Hyalite Lake. On our way to base camp I noticed this new path crossing the road. So that next morning before we set forth on our accent to Heather Lake I snuck away for some Bill…

If you would of asked us last Monday we would of told you that the following weekend we would stay home and rest. But then the forecast was saying sunny and warm. And so we committed to another bike packing weekend. Then the weather started to look shaky. But by then we had the momentum…

Short weekends suck. You know … the ones where you get off work on a Friday and have to be back to work Monday? That is f*#@$ng short! Even though you get out of town after work, leaving on Sunday to get home really sucks. I really hate the 40 hour work week. It is…

I woke up to prepare the surprise. As a consolation on sneaking out of the tent early I was greeted by a great sunrise. I got the card out of my pack and the cup decoy. Whoa … backup. The day before I ran to REI to get a titanium mug for snuggles. Her old plastic…

This overnight BikePack plan almost didn’t come to fruition. But the ride to Lizard Lake was the goal of the day none the less. At the very least we would do it as a out and back before retreating home to the safety of warmth of HOME. Watching your water freeze in front of me was…

Woke up to a frozen tent and snow falling. I used bark from a dead white bark pine to get a fire going. We ate breakfast, or drank it in the form of bulletproof coffees. All the while watching the weather get worse and worse. By the time we finally packed the tent and bags…

Everything was wet when I woke up. After pouring all night all flammable materials were soaked. And to make things worse everything was frozen. I attempted to get the stove out of my bike bag but had to break the ice off the zipper. All hopes to get a fire started were dashed … but…

We arrived after dark all grumpy from a week of work related bullshit. The weather reports did not look good. We did the best we could choosing this place because of all them this one would provide the warmest most pleasant weather. Which is not saying it would be nice at all. Just something we could…

Our weekly ride this week was our yearly tackle of the Shafthouse Ride. Most people do it from the valley to the north but we like to start by rising up the Fairy Lake 4WD trail. Super steep in places but once on top it is totally worth it. And this week was the first…

Exit day started out fantastic but ended with another mauling of our friend Paul. I found a way to grind coffee with a ball jar and a makeshift stake hammer (a branch). And I created this fantastic idea to ride to the next riding spot and have Mo drive the vehicle out. Our plan … the…

So leaving off with my last post I pointed out that even though my friend Paul seemed to be having difficulty with the altitude it was I who was the loser. For having left the coffee grinder at home if I need to remind the reader. So day 3 was the same thing. Except I…

I woke up the next morning to discover that I had left our coffee grinder at home. An adventure without fresh coffee in the morning? Unacceptable and the worst part is that it affected everyone. I was the loser of the day. The outcast. The numb-skull. Luckily my partner solved the crises by borrowing some…

It took a day to get out there and set up camp. Soon enough with little time remaining we were awarded the chance to go mountain biking. The group, well, was not particularly into this activity as much as I. Evidence being some peeling off from the “lets just take a look up this road’ ride.…

We came out the same way we went in. Some differences though. It was dark for one. A real surprise there. And even though one could not see our hands they were stained dark purple. What ensues the days after reflected our journey’s bounty. Muffins … pancakes … and iced cream of beef gelatin (our…