Just out of town, down Rt 7 and into Boulder County, there's a handful of roads on the map and a thin red line called 119 that seemed to connect all the way back to town, weaving itself through the mountains behind the Twin Sisters Peaks.
That became my weekend's aim.
It took some getting to though.
Before I get ahead of myself, this was also my first time out using products from Backcountry Research. With a TSE picture as a backdrop to the site and plenty of Dicky references, I knew there was a relationship there, I just didn't realize how much of one until I got my "Whammer Deal Grandiose" and saw Mr. Dillen on all the tags. That's quite some celebrity.
|Awesome Strap with an Awesome view|
Back to the riding.
Have I mentioned how unrelenting the wind is here? I feel like I must've. It's particularly forceful the closer you get to the 14, 259' Long's Peak. Whether coming up on Rt 7 from Lyons or heading out of town like I did these rides, the winds blow like the mountain doesn't want you getting any closer.
It's like Mt Doom. And the winds have powers I didn't think were possible.
|Tour of Mordor|
Once I got to Lily Lake I stopped to check my map and see what turns I had to make next. Hand to back jersey pocket. It wasn't there! Damnit, the wind blew it out. Then I tried for my iphone. That got pulled out too!
Now I have the perfect story to express how bad the wind is here.
The wind was so strong that it got ahold of my map, not super surprising, but also pulled it out with such force that it took my phone with it. Luckily I found both when I went looking down the hill; the phone, un-cracked on the side of the road and the map hung up in a bush.
|not posed; this is how I stopped. stem to tree more efficient than brake to rim|
|tube tourniquet after first ride. not the sexiest piece of gear, I know|
|Mt Doom, aka Longs Peak|
|warm enough to shed gloves and turn snow rotten|
|glad to know i'm going the right way|