Moab Trip Report: A Tale of Obsession
So on June 5, Arty50, lph and I all piled into Arty's sweet new ride with only 600 miles on it and began to head East. With 4 bikes on board, a DVD player, one very handy Bluetooth PDA, and lots of good snacks from Ikeda's in Auburn ("that Swedish FURNITURE store sells snacks???" said lph at one point...), we set out for the promised land.... Moab, Utah.
After 15 or so hours in the car, many pitstops (I have a small bladder, what can I say?), one wrong turn, and one game of Name that Tune (I crushed Arty :) ), we rolled into Moab, where at 1:30 am it was 75 degrees... Aw yeah....
lph had set us up in a great condo facing West, so we could catch some sweet sunsets. Despite the fact that the living room was so small we had to take turns sitting on the couch, it was a far cry above the camping we usually had done.
Tuesday morning, after a killer breaky at Jailhouse cafe, we set out for Flat Pass, a ride we could embark on right from the condo. "This will be a good starter ride", we all thought.
The beginning of Flat Pass is about 7 miles on the road. Into the wind. I drafted lph and thus it was pretty pain free for me (ironic that I got the free ride, since I have the lightest bike of the three of us :) ). We pulled up to the gravel road, and after a fairly pain free climb, started our descent.
Imagine our surprise when the trail dead ends to a river. "Where's the trail?" I asked. lph pointed to the river. Turns out we had to do a little river crossing to get back on the trail. That was the first of many....
Flat Pass turned out to be a very fun trail - lots of little ledges to hop off, plenty of challenge, and some good fast sections. I was working on bunny hopping off of ledges, though with mixed success. About 10 minutes after we put our armor on, I took a nice endo off a ledge that was far too big to roll off of. Bruised my knee right through the armor, knocked the wind out of me, and basically gave me a good reality check on where I was.
After dusting myself off, we continued on. Three more river crossings later, we were flying down the road back to our condo. We took a much needed dip in the pool, headed into town for some equipment issues, came back and mixed up some gin and tonics to check out our first Moab sunset of the week.
I already knew I wouldn't want to leave at the end of the week...
(to be continued).