Showing posts with label S and S Couplers. Show all posts
Showing posts with label S and S Couplers. Show all posts

Thursday, June 28, 2012

Portland to Cannon Beach Bike Tour...


We got back from Oregon a while ago, but I’m just getting around to posting about it.  Summer is cookin’, which means getting outside as much as possible in between workdays, and trying to finish my super late garage projects that should have been done months ago, so I’m slow to post, but that’s become normal here.  Thanks for still reading if you’re still here. 
The tour was an overall success, and like I mentioned before was Alison’s first real “tour”, and not just an overnighter.  I highlighted the general route and plan in the last post, and we did stick to it save for leaving the route for one night in Ft Stevens State Park.  We ended up riding from Portland to Cannon Beach over 5 days.  We would have easily made it further, however, the spring wet weather that the OR coast is known for wasn’t quite done being wet before the summer transition.  We had relatively good weather from Portland to Astoria, and then the skies opened up.  We really didn’t see much of the coast due to weather.   It wasn’t the first time we got blasted off our plans in the Northwest- Mt St Helens spit of us a couple summers ago with random foul weather that was unseasonable. 
The ride from Portland to Astoria was mostly Highway 30 (after leaving the metro area- North Portland was not fun to ride through- I like country roads and scenery, not riding through the hood), and was all marked bike route with light to moderate traffic, save for around Rainier.  When we rode through Rainier it was Memorial Day, and it happened to coincide with one of our more pronounced climbs, and the only lack of shoulder on the tour.  So, we ended up in heavy traffic, climbing steeply with a tiny gravel/garbage filled shoulder, which sucked and Alison hated.  I didn’t really enjoy it myself.  Luckily, the route switched back to quieter country stuff with big shoulders thereafter. 
Camping the first two nights were in city parks- St. Helens, and Clatskanie, OR.  Cheap and comfortable as usual, but not super scenic.  City park camping  as average I’d say.  We ate pretty cheaply too, but did stop for Mexican food in Clatskanie, which was a good choice. 
The third night we reached Astoria, and the camping options (that we knew about) consisted of a nasty RV park and riding 15 more miles to Ft. Stevens State Park, and since we had ridden enough for Alison’s liking that day already and were looking for some comfort- we made it a “luxury” tour night with a hotel stay and eating at one of the local brew-houses.   Touring doesn’t have to be rough. 
The fourth day we had marked as a light day of riding to let new touring legs catch up, and we just rolled down to Ft. Stevens, which has the biggest campground I’ve ever seen.  People don’t seem to use tents either due to all the rain- it’s RV country everywhere.  There was a hiker/biker section, but it had standing water and tons of mosquitoes, so we opted for a big strip of pavement RV site, and the bugs were way better.  We had a good night of camp made Mexican and possibly a nip of whiskey, and rested up nice. 
The fifth day, which was to be the start of two days down the coast, met us with lots of water falling from grey skies.  We followed the Oregon Coast Bicycle Route until we made it back to the ACA route (we left it to get to Ft Stevens the day before).  Until Seaside it was pretty blah- just a moderate traffic highway with not much scenery.  But after riding out of Seaside things got pretty, as much as we could see in the funk weather.  We made it to Cannon Beach in no time, and really hadn’t ridden much that day, but Alison wasn’t really enjoying the riding with all the rain, so we decided to chill out in Cannon Beach, as it’s a great place to spend some time eating and relaxing.  We found some fish and chips with a live bluegrass band that was pretty good, and a place to camp, and the rain even broke for a bit and we took a beach walk out to see Haystack Rock. 
The middle of the night then brought pouring rains that would not let up for the remainder of our time out there.  Alison doesn’t have the affinity for bicycle suffering that seem to have (she is a normal reasonable person and something is wrong with me J  ), so we decided to call the riding done at that point and get a room for the last day to clean up, pack bikes, eat more seafood and be dry.  If we had a bigger route and more time for touring, we’d have put up with riding more crummy weather, but seeing as our ride back to Portland was offering to pick us up wherever we happened to be (thanks again Mark!), and the only major goal was to see Alison enjoy her first tour, we thought we may as well quit without suffering.  We feel good about the amount of touring we got in.
I do plan on riding more of the coast at some point when I get the time off from work, as it looks like it gets pretty awesome south of Cannon Beach.   There is quite a bit of traffic, but good shoulders most of the time, and it’s marked as a bike route whatever that’s worth. 
We’re not sure where the next tour is, we’re finishing the garage projects now that I’ve neglected.  J  We’ll let you know, and for now enjoy the pics of this adventure…

Leaving Mark's in Clackamas...



Crossing the St. John's Bridge in Portland...


Camping in St. Helens (the city park camping was actually better than most places- creekside with showers and it was quiet...)


No pouring rain yet!


Columbia River valleys on the way to the coast...


A lot of areas didn't look incredibly different from MN...


Flowers, wife, and bike...color coordination.


X-Bus!  I love the weird crap that presents itself on tours...


Crab enchiladas...


Climbing between Clatskanie and Astoria...I liked this section a lot.





My wife showing she can push a beastly touring bike up a climb above the Columbia...


Had a good rest on top...


Gnat creek...I would have loved to camp here but we hadn't gone very far yet that day- it's a three site State Forest campground that seemed to be geared towards fly-fisherman...very pretty back in there.


Gravel off route at Gnat Creek...


Astoria!


Don't fall in the train tracks on the boardwalk, and slippery when fabulous!


Fresh sea air and cycle-touring...yes please.


You can take a spur route into Washington over this bridge from Astoria and ride to Cape Disappointment State Park over there...looked like it would have been a good time...


Bridge and causeway out of Astoria on the way down to Ft. Stevens...we should have covered some good miles on this day since it was still nice out, but you can't always forecast well...it was a good short day nonetheless...


Pacific and two Surlys...


Wreck of the Peter Iredale...part of the "Graveyard of the Pacific"...


Rolling through the laid-back roads of Ft. Stevens...



Camp food tastes awesome after riding...


I wonder if we have enough room for out tent is this RV site??


Promenade in Seaside...the coast is there somewhere amongst the clouds and rain...


Climbing over the hill to Cannon Beach in the rain...



Haystack and well-fed touring cyclists...


Super soggy view out of our tent the last morning...we'll see what weather we get next time!  


Saturday, April 28, 2012

SLC Coupler Bike Mini-Trip



Alison and I once again took advantage of being airline people and packed up our S and S coupler equipped Surly Long Haul Truckers, and took off for a two night trip to UT. We had two goals- to visit friends of our who live there, and to get out for some riding through beautiful scenery. We accomplished both. The first day out we rode from our friends house along the lower slopes of the Wasatch Front, which is still in town but comes with the great views of the mountains that you can't miss in SLC. It was a good way to get a ride in for the evening with the time we had. I thought the night may not go so great when I flatted after only 2 miles, and I discovered that my spare was actually patched 4 times already (I'm a bit too cheap with tubes, patching them way too many times), and had a hole in it that needed yet another patch, but I got it to work. I think I pay just as much for patch jobs as I would if I just bought more tubes. Huh. Toward the end of the ride I decided to get a few more miles in than our group planned on by riding up Millcreek Canyon, which I had ridden once or twice while living out there a few years back. I didn't expect to make it all the way up, as it is April after all and the road doesn't officially get opened all the way until June, but I thought I'd ride up as far as I could. Despite being a guy with a busted chest and bad heart/lung capacity, I love to climb big mountains and canyons on a bike; even a heavy touring bike.
I got about two-thirds of the way up before getting stopped by snow pack still covering the road. If only I could've had my Salsa Mukluk with to switch to, I'd have kept going. :)
But I thoroughly enjoyed the section of canyon I did get to take in. Living with these kinds of beautiful mountains one can take them for granted; when it takes a special trip to get to them, every mile is a great time.
The second day, we headed out to ride a stretch of road that I always intended to ride when living in Bountiful, but never did. Antelope Island is an obvious feature sitting out in the Great Salt Lake across from where we lived, and it contains some great scenery and biking, as well as hiking/running. Alison and I borrowed our friends vehicle to make the drive out and ride the park road.
We traveled south down the east side of the island taking in the desert/lake/mountain views, and enjoyed seeing many types of birds that hang out at the Lake, buffalo, and of course the namesake pronghorn antelope. The one living thing we didn't appreciate was the mighty gnat I haven't been swarmed as bad in MN as we were in UT, and that's saying something. They were only a bother on an isolated stretch of road though, so it didn't ruin the day by any means. I am still itching however.
The buffalo herd is pretty notable on the island, and we had to get a vehicle to agree to be a block for us to ride past a couple that weren't interested in grazing further than right next to the road. I'm used to riding with buffalo being from ND, but I don't get excited to get too close as I've been bluff-charged by large animals in the past. Bluffs are not good experiences, despite only being bluffs. I'll give the animals their space.
When we got back to our borrowed vehicle and had completed our out and back down the island, I decided I wanted to ride the causeway that lead back across the Lake too, so Alison met me on the other side with the vehicle. It was well worth the time. I lived right next to this place, and never saw the lake/island/mountain views from that angle. It's a very cool area to ride. Looking out across water and seeing mountains rising high actually reminded me a lot of Alaska, not the desert. Pretty cool.
That evening we grabbed some Mexican food and margaritas in Park City, and retired for a good sleep before getting back to the airport grind to get home, followed by the airport grind of working.
The coupler bikes did great, and I'm getting even more excited that we dropped the cash on them, because they are presenting us with riding opportunities we wouldn't otherwise have. We sure wouldn't be doing it as much if we didn't fly for a living, but we seem to have found a great little perk scenario here.
Our next coupler bike experience may come soon too. We are considering getting out at the end of May for a tour somewhere, as we have a little vacation time longer than a couple days. I'll be sure to include any details here if it materializes.




Bikes ready for bag handler/TSA abuse...


Climbing up Millcreek Canyon, SLC...








Where's my Mukluk!?


OK, so, immature, yes, but I can't claim I didn't laugh at this along the ride through town...


Alison riding the desert-island-scape of Antelope Island...



Dipping a wheel in the GSL...


Wasatch Front from the Antelope Island causeway...


Three of the many buffalo along the roadway on Antelope Island...no close pictures because we didn't dally when they were right next to us...



Glad we came out...



Alison cruising Antelope Island on her new travel Trucker...


Pointed toward the Oquirrh Mountains (can't get there from here, but they make a nice backdrop)... 


Yeah, I think we'll come back...