FRACTURELINE: hut to hut by bike

last weekend (i know its a bit overdue) headed into the mountains for a hut trip. One catch, it was by bike. The Surly is by far the fastest and most awesomest bike i own. It rolls over just about anything and accelerates like a ducati. Most of the trip was on dirt roads, and it was unbelievably fast. And its so sick to be able to pedal a reasonable tempo on flats! any ways back to the trip

Started just outside of eagle, CO in yeoman park, went mushroom hunting while the shuttle was shuttling, and learned a bit about fungi from Ruthi Mathis.

Rode 10ish miles and 3000 some feet to the peter estin hut. Cool hut, cooler views, and a gnarly outhouse.

Next day, somewhere around 40 miles to the next hut with a low pressure trough moving in about mid-day. the barometer dropped by 200 feet that morning. However, regardless of the impending weather, we rolled out on a killer ride. Got to spend some quality alone time with the bike, some new tunes, and really stellar scenery.

These pictures don't quite do it justice, but the clouds, the light, the leaves, everything was feeling like fall.

Anywho, it started precipitating about lunch time, with 15 miles to go, it could have been worse, but it was still wet and cold. I dont have pictures from the rest of this day because i had to secure the camera in a ziplock baggie. Just use your imagination. Thunder was just about a consistent 3-5 seconds, and we had 2000 feet to gain in the last six miles. the only problem; five of those miles only gained 700 feet.

we made it to the hut cold but intact. I'm not sure a wood stove and hot cocoa has ever been so nice. Chicken curry and rice for dinner, yum.

Woke up the next morning to find that winter had decided to visit the cabin.
two inch an hour flake-age is a nice compliment to sausage and blueberry pancakes especially in a hut in the mountains. Clouds eventually lifted and blue sky came out of nowhere. made for some specatcular views.