I took my usual route on US285 to cut across the Denver Metro area. Less than 40 minutes after leaving home, I was at the outskirts of the town of Morrison. I headed north on CO93 out of Morrison and made my way to the start of US6 on the west side of Golden where it junctions with 6th Avenue:
Here's the start of US6 near Golden
From here it's a three mile sprint on the super slab until you get to the first exit for Idaho Springs. I tanked up at the Shell gas station located on the CO103 exit off of I-70 and checked in with my loving wife.
That taken care off, I headed south on CO103 to see what kind of road conditions existed on this road which leads one to the Mount Evans Road. I knew, and the signs confirmed, that the Mount Evans Road was still closed for the season. The roads up to Echo Lake were really not too bad but I was glad to be riding Natasha, my Ural Sidecar Rig when I encountered the occassional snow packed surfaces along with melting ice patches.
Echo Lake, with the top of Mount Evans in the background
another view of Echo Lake from near Echo Lake Lodge
I got back onto CO103, turning right to continue eastward. I made my way up the increasingly narrow and snow-covered pavement and soon was at a favorite scenic pullout:
on a clear day, you can see forever....
looking west back towards Echo Lake, not sure what mountain top that is though
I continued eastward on CO103 and soon arrived at and passed by the picnic/trailh ead area for Juniper Pass. There was a good view of the mountains behind me and I pulled into a nearby pullout area for a shot:
Near Juniper Pass
I proceeded eastward for a bit but another nice view of the mountains presented itself behind me as I rounded a turn. I stopped, turned myself around when safe and moved back west to line up these shots:
Turning back to get a shot of the mountain tops
I was moving closer to the curve in the picture above to get a better angle on the mountain tops visible to me. As I slowly moved along the snowy roadside, I saw a Beemer rider with what looked like a F650GS going east! Kudos to that rider, conditions were beyond where I'd take my two wheeled motorcycle!
This is, IMHO, the best shot I took today.
So I got myself turned back around again safely and continued eastward. Road conditions in the shady areas of the road were iffy at best. Lots of melting ice and snow packed pavement. Luckily, there were very few cars moving along at the same time I was so I was able to take it nice and slow. I never did catch up with the GS rider either, which is good since that means he didn't have an incident on the really crappy traction conditions I encountered.
I came upon the turnoff for Squaw pass and turned onto it for the requisite picture of the sign at the pass:
The view from near the Squaw Pass Sign
As I got going again down the mountain road, I came upon another trail head parking lot and I caught sight of another Ural! Yep, one of the newer models with the green camouflage pattern paint scheme. I quickly slowed and turned to park by the rig, meaning to leave my calling car on it as the owner was off hiking somewhere nearby.
the original reason I stopped at this trail head parking lot
I'd noticed some folks trying to tie some flimsy looking rope onto the tow point of a sedan which was apparently unable to back out of its parking spot. I walked over with the tow strap I carry in the sidecar and offered assistance. The tow strap worked just fine as you can see:
My tow strap in action
I continued on my way after the car was unstuck and I'd retrieved my tow strap. That was my good deed for the day. The rest of the way down the mountain was nice and sedate, taking it easy on the iffier parts of the road and I got down to Bergen Park with no further incident.
I elected to swing south through Bergen Park and made my way down to the town of Evergreen via CO74. I transited through Evergreen smoothly and continued on CO74 heading towards Bear Creek Canyon and Morrison. This is one of my favorite twisting road to make my way back towards Denver and I was soon cruising past the small settlements of Kittredge and Idledale.
Soon enough, I was moving through Bear Creek Canyon Road and its high rocky canyon walls were partly covered by the recent snow storm's measure of snow. I stopped below to get a shot of Bear Creek which has carved out the canyon named after it:
Somewhere on CO74, near Idledale I believe
I came upon a small park less than a couple of miles from the above site, which while it was closed to vehicular traffic, one could see folks hiking along the base of the canyon walls, along Bear Creek's fast running waters:
I continued onwards on Bear Creek Canyon Road and was working up a sweat doing my leanings right and left on the rig to negotiate the tight twisting turns of Bear Creek Canyon. I made it to Morrison with no incident and decided to turn back south on US285 to get on the North Turkey Rd exit near Tinytown.
A brief "sprint" on US285 and I was then twisting my way on North Turkey Creek rd heading towards the fire station at Fenders. I encountered a gaggle of riders of sports motorcycles heading the other way, the roads were pretty clear so I can't say I was surprised.
I turned onto Deer Creek Canyon Rd and made my way closer to the Denver area, enjoying the twists and turns provided by this road. I guess the motorcycle gods must have thought I was having too good a time because as I reached the flatter portions of Deer Creek Canyon Rd, I got a flat tire!
At first I didn't realize my rear tire had gone flat, I had felt the rear end go a bit squiggly on me on the turn beforehand and had thought perhaps I'd hit a patch of gravel. Nope, I then heard a constant thumping noise and I quickly puller over to the side of the road where it was flat.
Yep, a flat tire. I also found several of the wheel spokes loose! Heck, they were disconnected from their mounting points and one was completely missing! Lucky I stopped as fast as I did.
I checked in with my loving wife to let her know I'd be delayed. Then after a couple of attempts, finally got the rig jacked up on the small bottle jack that I carry. It's good that I carry that bottle jack, as the flat rear tire did not allow me to deploy the center stand enough to allow me to lift the rear end onto it!
I went to the nearby steep creek bank and got a rock to make sure the motorcycle did not move on me and got to work. The hardest part? Getting the dang safety cotter pin off the castellated nut which holds the axle for the rear tire on the right side of the motorcycle! It was a bit of a pain but I got the old wheel off, dug a small trench for the spare tire and got it mounted on and secure with no real big problems.
As I was doing this, several bicyclists passed me by without stopping. One even had tire trouble and had stopped on the other side of the road as I worked. Several motorcycle riders came and went, and not one stopped to ask if I needed help. Rather disappointing, don't you think? To add insult to injury, two other bicyclists stopped and rendered assistance to the previous bicyclist! Oh well. Got everything mounted, secured and tools put away by 2:00PM and headed towards CO121 which is where Deer Creek Canyon Road ends.
I stopped where the bicyclists one sees on Deer Creek Canyon stop to park their cars to check in with my loving wife as I'd forgotten to do it before leaving the breakdown site. I opened the pocket case and there was NO phone! Aaaarrggghh. I did some quick searching of the sidecar, no luck.
I turned around and headed back towards the breakdown area and got there around 2:15PM. No sign of the phone. Damn. I was getting ready to fully unload the sidecar in a frantic search for the phone when it occured to me to search the creek bank where I'd gone to pick up a rock to secure the biek during repairs. Damn if the darn phone wasn't right there! Pheew!
I checked in with my wife, counted my lucky stars again and then headed back out to Wadsworth Blvd aka CO121. I headed north on Wadsworth until I was able to turn eastward again on US285, making my way back through the Denver Metro area. The rest of the ride was no problem and my spare tire did just fine in getting me home safely.
A fine day of riding, flat tire notwithstanding. I wonder if the spokes had been loose from when I bought the wheel from Linden Engineering? I'd not checked the spokes for tightness since I'd bought the wheel, hmmmm. It would kind of explain the slight tendency the rig had been displaying lately of pulling slightly to the left while riding at higher than 50 mph speeds!
Natasha and I covered 335 Km today, about 201 miles ridden in about 7hrs of riding. I was tired and sweaty but still, it was a good ride!
EOM Mileages: Brigitta: 83,871 Miles. Natasha: 16,027 Km
EOM Mileages: Brigitta: 83,871 Miles. Natasha: 16,027 Km