Saturday, August 13, 2011

Dude Ranches and Tumbleweeds


Day one: Jackson

We've been adopted... Again! We love having so many wonderful people that we'll get to visit again all over the country. Jon and Libby made us feel so welcome during our time in Jackson. Jon has been a World Bicycle Relief supporter for a few years now, and even owns one of the bikes they send out to developing countries. It was Jon who set up our event at Fitzgerald's Bicycles in Jackson. Not only did he help set it up, but he invited us into his home for a night.






















































Along with our time with Jon and Libby, we got to meet some new friends.  Joe and Kelly hooked us up with a place to stay at the Teton Science School!  A free room all to ourselves with showers and laundry! whoo hoo!












Lincoln and Courtney met us at our presentation at Fitzgerald's and offered to take us out to dinner in Jackson that night with a few friends.



Day Two: Grand Tetons

Back in the Tetons! Our ride this day was humbling. We rode from the Friends of Pathways event in Jackson, back up the bike trail through the Tetons to Jenny Lake. The pathway in the Tetons is dedicated to the family of 13 year old Gabriella who died in a bike accident in the Tetons 12 years ago. Friends of Pathways is the organization that is helping to connect that pathway to the Jackson bike path. At the entrance of the Tetons, we caught up with Gabriella's mother, a Friends of Pathways founder, and another big supporter, Connie. We rode the pathway with these three and stopped with them at the sign dedicated to Gabriella. I'm still amazed at how much good can come out of something so tragic. It was nice to see, along with us enjoying the path that day, many others riding the path safely.

Being back in the Tetons brought back a memory of this conversation between a son and his dad when we were hiking up to Inspiration Point.

Son to Dad: I'm more of an inside, sea-level type person.
Dad: What do you mean?
Son: I'm not really into this outside, above sea-level stuff.

....we hope this conversation never comes up with our children. haha. 


Here's our camp friends in our campsite behind the recycle bin. 




Even though we camped behind the recycle bin that night, we were just a short walk away from this. 






Day three: CM Ranch

An odd day of many changes. After leaving our final Teton campsite, we rode up and over Togwotee pass. With the Tetons out of site, the whole country seemed to change and we found ourselves again riding in a remote, barren land without a tree to shade us. That night we spent in a beautiful cabin at a dude ranch in Dubois, courtesy of Connie. Molly and Hunter, the CM Ranch managers, welcomed us right in and even invited us to partake in dinner and breakfast. Tough choice... pulled pork or hotdogs and pasta?? Oh, the life of a touring cyclist!

















Day four: Lander

It really is a small world. We originally met Dave, a fellow touring cyclist on that foggy, foggy morning in Virginia on Skyline Drive in Shenandoah National Park back in April. We've been keeping tabs on each other and noticed we'd be in Lander on the same day and we camped together that night. Check out Dave's videos from the road!



Motorcycle dude outside campground: I'm a step above you guys. I don't do that whole peddling thing on my bike. See this? (points to big belly) I've been working on this for 53 years. What a shame it'd be to waste all that hard work.

Day Five: Jeffrey City

40 miles into the day and we were beat. Lunch was only able to slightly rejuvenate us, and we were back into the hot, cloudless day. At one point we thought we may have had a slight tail wind and were debating it when all of a sudden the wind picked up from the north and blew us and a tumbleweed across the shoulder. It scared me enough to slow my bike down before a second later, the wind came whipping from the south. The tumbleweed flew by us again and we were forced to stop riding. But the second we got off our bikes, that same wind came from right behind us and we couldn't pass up the chance for a tail wind. For 20 more miles that wind blew us right into Jeffrey City.







Conversation with waitress in Jeffrey City:

Adam: How many people live in Jeffrey City?

Christiana: Well, that depends on who wins the debate whether or not dogs count as citizens.

Adam: What about the population without dogs?

Christiana: Well, there's 47 full-time residents that live here. But we've got Meagan and her two little ones for the summer which brings us to an even 50!







Here's our home for the night.  The little First Baptist Church.  Not too hard to find. 



Day Six: Rawlins

Getting to Rawlins was a tough day full of cross winds.  That mountain may look close, but the hour long, ten mile ride towards it was actually harder than the hill itself. 





While touring, you never know what's going to happen. We met up with Pedal Powered Family in Wisconsin a few months ago and had a fun night of camping and tracking down Marshmallow-eating raccoons! This week, we had the opportunity to meet up with them again, only under slightly different circumstances. They are on a semi-hiatus from bike touring while dealing with an injury. It is scary how easily your health can affect your ability to tour by bike.

Even with an injury, though, these guys were still in high spirits and we enjoyed a visit of too many snacks(of course the marshmallows were included), and one the best camping breakfast of the trip: French toast smothered in apples and maple syrup. Not only that, we got to play some good, old-fashioned games of chase the kids around and tickle them, and let's see who can get dizziest when spinning the kids. Good stuff.





Day seven: Saratoga

A $3.75 single scoop of ice cream is just not in our budget but boy was it gooooood! We beat the system and got a double scoop- one for me and one for Adam for $4.50 altogether. Sneaky, sneaky. It was some of the yummiest ice cream we've had.

We may just have to grab one more ice cream treat before we head on out today.

Saturday, August 6, 2011

Moose on the Loose... Bear Givin' a Scare


Wow! Has it really been over two weeks since we've posted a new blog update? We were just having too much fun in Bozeman, Yellowstone, and the Tetons... So sorry!

Since so much has happened in the last few weeks, we've decided that this blog will be told mostly through Adam's photographs.

Bozeman

Our first stop on the tour where we really had the chance to explore a town. Our first hosts were Shelby and Tristy who shared with us some good Montana living! We took a drive through some of the country near Bozeman on our way to one of their friend's birthday parties.





At the party, we learned some really invaluable Montana skills. How to arrange your house with all of the mounts from animals you've shot and how to open a beer bottle with a chainsaw.



In between all of the lessons, we did manage to eat some of the meat from that moose right there, and sing happy birthday hunter. Here's the crew.


Our second host in Bozeman was someone we had actually met on our first day in town. Lawrence was full of energy and, by the end of the conversation, invited us into his home. Turns out, we didn't have to move our stuff far. Lawrence literally lived right behind Shelby and Tristy.

One of the activities Adam has been talking about for months is fly fishing. So after his heart was broken when we found out a fly fishing excursion would cost us close to $650 for a day, we had a surprise post from Lawrence on our Facebook wall inviting us out for a day of fly fishing. It was Adam's dream come true.









A day of fly fishing will create a pretty solid bond, but nothing solidified that bond more than when we put all of our trust in Lawrence and walked up this dam.  This picture was taken at about the point I started freaking out after Lawrence had just sprinted up past us like a kid!




After our time with Lawrence, he posted this picture of him with his new nameless puppy and asked us for name suggestions. We offered up the name Juno, after our dog Juneau and he took it! Too bad we never got to meet Juno. 


The reason we spent so much time in Bozeman wasn't really for the fly fishing, the Harry Potter viewing, or the REI garage sale. It was for our REI presentation which turned out to be a huge success. Not only did we have 25 people show up, we also had an NBC news station interview us! Thank you Theresa for making this happen!!



Our time in Bozeman was complete after a great night of grilling at Ryan's (a friend of Lawrence's who taught us how to change a bottom bracket) with Shelby, Tristy, Lawrence and a few other friends we met along the way!




Beyond Bozeman

We have some great news to report! We made it to the mountains!!



We thought our four day rest in Bozeman ruined our biking legs since it took us three days to get to Yellowstone instead of our projected two, but then we realized we had been climbing 4,000 feet over that time and stopped feeling so bad.

We found some amazing camping spots in between Bozeman and Yellowstone and passed through Idaho on our way.






Adam convinced me to get up early those mornings so that he could grab some sunrise riding pictures.





 Since we didn't ruin our legs from the long rest, we decided to try and ruin them by hiking in Keens and our biking shoes. Our first afternoon in Yellowstone we did our hardest hike 3 miles straight up. Calves were killing by the time we made it back down but the view was worth it!









After taking all of the necessary precautions to avoid grizzlies from climbing into our tent with us at night, we fell sound asleep and actually slept in late.. 8:30 or so. Our legs were crying, so we decided to leave the bikes at the campsite and explore some of the park by getting rides from place to place. Most of the time we were fortunate enough to get a ride pretty quickly, but every once in a while we had to show a little leg.


Our so-called relaxing day ended up being far from that. We hiked another 5 miles or so including 328 stairs down to the bottom of a waterfall and back up. We traveled a total of 102 miles by car, ended up taking a total of 8 rides, saw three waterfalls, over 50 Elk, hundreds of Buffalo and no bears. I'm exhausted just writing it all down!









We didn't even get back to our site until after 10:00, made a quick pasta dinner, and crashed hard again.




In the morning, we were up and out, ready to explore the geysers before the crowds came in but our photography detours had us showing up at Old Faithful right alongside the thousands of others. I think the size of the crowd was more impressive than Old Faithful herself.












From Old Faithful, we rode 17 more miles over the Continental Divide twice to camp.  We shared a site with a French couple. One more day and still no grizzlies. The camp ranger said there were two grizzlies in the area but we never saw them.






On our last day in the park, we again decided to take it easy and hitched to a six mile, 2,000 foot hike. Sure... Real easy. Turns out we didn't even make it all the way up to the snow-capped top. About 3/4 of the way up the rain started to fall and we high-tailed it out of there. We grabbed a ride up one of the most beautiful roads in the park, Hayden Valley. It was here that we finally spotted the grizzly. Of course, you couldn't see it with your naked eye...no....you had to steal a glance through one of the nice gentleman's telescopes the size of my leg and even with that the mama bear was a spec. I guess I'd rather see a grizzly that far away instead of right next to me.  Adam tried grabbing a pic through the telescope but to no avail... you'll just have to take our word for it!

Our favorite part of Yellowstone wasn't Old Faithful, it wasn't the hundreds of other geysers, it wasn't the buffalo or the elk or even the bear. No. Adam and I agree our favorite part of Yellowstone was this family. Our time with them was short, and there were so many of them that we only remembered a few of their names, but it was our most memorable ride we took. They pulled over their big RV and we jumped in to join their family for all of ten minutes before we reached our destination. Have you ever seen Home Alone?  It was like the first scene with the craziness of a family before Christmas vacation.  There was so much energy in the RV that Adam and I could barely keep up. Adam was listening to a story from Blanche, the youngest girl, while the mom, Valerie, asked him questions about our ride all while I was trying to answer the questions of the three oldest siblings simultaneously while the dad pulled over to look at the map and try to figure out where we were. It was madness! It was fantastic!

 

So our riding through the parks has been slow going to say the least and we've been stopping around every corner for another photo.  While Yellowstone was nice, the Grand Tetons were amazing and though the park was about 1/4 of the size, we could have spent triple the time there.


We spent a total of three nights in the Tetons with the mountains looming over us!



Our camping experience was complete with a shower in the cold lakes!  Saved us $2 a piece to bathe in the lake as opposed to the pay showers!








...so Adam may have taken a few more showers than me, but it did give me some good time to learn a little photography.

Me: It's too dark.

Adam: Press the button half way then spin the dial to the right to stop up.

Me: Huh?.... Oh, ok.  It's still too dark.

Adam: Well stop up again.

Me: Oh... ok!  It looks better!  Why is it so close to you?

Adam: Because you're zoomed in.  Zoom out.

Me: Ooooohhhh.  Got it. (I guess I can't really take any credit for the photos, but I did technically press the button)

 


While in the Tetons, we did things like take hikes,






see 3 bull moose,


lift really large rocks,


enjoy the free left-over, warm beer in one of the food containers with the rest of the hiker/bikers at the campsite,




and learn all about why you shouldn't attempt climbing a 13,770 ft mountain in a lightening storm.



You can see where the lightening burnt holes and scortched all the equipment. 

 



On our last night camping in the Tetons, Adam scoped out a place for some sunrise pictures for the next morning, even though it meant riding his bike in the early hours before the sun rose.  Here's the picture he got at night:



Just as the sun was setting that night, Nathaniel (another cycling tourist/photographer we met in South Dakota) came riding into the campsite.  Adam was excited to have a photographer to wake up early with him the next morning and take sunrise pictures.  Here are the pictures he got that morning in the same spot as the night before:




Slow going was how I would describe our last days ride out of the Tetons.  We stopped at every bend in the road for another picture.  Enjoy!!






























We're in Jackson now, but that's a story for the next blog!  We won't make you wait as long this time... promise!


A song for you...

Hikin' in the Tetons
by Adam Coppola

If you're hikin' in the Tetons
Betta put on yo crampons

Cuz there's a moose on the loose
a bear givin' a scare

Racoon under the moon
Coyote in the remote