Hartman rocks day 2 and gone

Quiet night in cow pasture. Up @ 6:30 for bfast and make it to Bill & Susan’s for 8:00 departure for Canyon Creek. Looked out through out night & early morning portended nixing the ride because of rain clouds. Arrived on time to greeting of ride cancelled. Moved to plan B ride of more Hartman’s w/ Susan leading. I was good for that plan. After more visiting we rode off in their toy pickup w/ our bikes’ handlebar overhanging the bed edges. Drove out beyond where Dave & I rode. More ST dirt bike trails, digging riding over the tech challenges, still walked a few but my riding skills have improved. Susan was ahead when she rerode a section back towards me. She said she missed the upcoming rollover. She rode it and I followed just behind but not close enough to see her line. I rolled it, it was about 22″ drop w/ a less than stuff your fork run out. Confidence is growing. I could ride perhaps (4) 3 hour rides out there.

Hartman is becoming known which is a blessing and a curse in that there are 80 (?) miles of  ST connected at times by old jeep roads. The curse is the supporting infrastructure to guide campers to protect the environment ( designated camp sites and toilet facilities) is not present. As more people camp and to an extent denigrate the environment w/o rec management the land will suffer. So, just quietly enjoy Hartman’s.

Back @ Bill & Susan’s more pleasant visiting went on. It was their day off and were good to be @ rest. Nice people; felt comfortable like I had known Bill for maybe 45 minutes which was length of time he shared a ride w/ me @ Sedona. I enjoyed our time together. Watched time pass on counter clock and just let it go.

Finally bid adieu and drove off towards Grand Junction where there are newer trails, some over my head technical but lesser trails exist. Stopped @ a western clothing store in Gunnison and finally bought my buffalo fur “cowboy” hat. It’s like Duvall’s hat in Lonesome Dove movie. A new sheriff is in town.

Parked right off the taxiway of Montrose airport behind hangers on a dead end gravel road right across the street from a truck parking lot. It has internet. I can hear engines running from here. Just about 6,000′, lowest I have been since 7/1. Down out of the big mtns.

Tomorrow is Grand Junction. Forecast is still for possible heavy rain storms.

Gunnison

Visited w/ grace & Ted @ Benson’s in Salida into bedtime. Bid adieu to both and went to sleep.

Today a 6:30 get up got me thru bfast, clean up, h2o shop, quick visit w/ guy I met in AR last spring and get on road to arrive in Gunnison just after 9:00 to meet @ Bill’s house.

Remeeting former Army Sergent vet of 2 Iraqi tours living in his converted Sprinter. (Need to research posts to learn his name). He is in Salida driving a raft bus to earn him free time for mtn biking & kayaking. I remembered him right away, I just failed to connect w/ Bill.

Bill & Susan own Tomichi cycles in Gunnison. Bill volunteered to guide me on Hartman Rocks ride. We rode 4 flat miles to TH. Great to be back on technical trails that weren’t hammered by dirt bikes or they were not allowed on the trail. We chatted during most of the ride w/ him leading riding slower for me to hear. Lot of decomposed granite w/ round features to ride w/ some sharp edge rock mixed in. Multiuse trails. Math average ride to 100′ of elevation per mile we rode.  Dave Wiens is the trail advocate here. Mixture of rock & gravel mixed w/ sand trails. Rideable, challenging, & rewarding as I rode features that i previously walked. I moved my saddle forward, I do not know how far is too far. It puts me more on front wheel making it stick better when steered. Also I stand up faster when i need to grunt a move. Much better and I am riding better. I still walked some things because I had never ridden them b4 or botched the approach. I might ride it again b4 traveling west t. Big sky in the desert. Mars, I kept rubber side down.

Hartman Rocks area looking east

Bill restores 30s, 40, Fords and had 3 on display in his garage. To me they were very pretty & well done. Enjoyed his company.

Again, the paradox of revisiting friends and riding familiar trails vs seeking new trails and whatever the new people will become.

50% humidity, 72 degrees @ 8,000′ @  Gunnison airport where Boeing single isle jets land. Back in maybe Christmas of 1986 I flew into town from Denver on like a Dehavelland to visit w/ Mark & Brenda and ski Crested Butte. The airline lost my luggage which was al my ski gear. They delivered it to Mark’s door the next day.

Tomorrow is Canyon Creek w/ Susan & 2 friends. He is my age. Forecast is for rain & T-storms like last week. Got to start early to get off exposed ridge b4 storms hit.

Spending night back in BLM land in Hartman Rocks area.

Shower @ Bill & Susan’s. They will be visiting Sedona this Nov. Bill is a back country free heeler. They have a Sprinter w/ seats.

Life on the road. It’s a way of life ( how profound, have another). Traveling by myself mountain biking. Again, my subculture is mtn biking, subset: mountain bike riders as opposed to racers. I seek out bike shops for social contact. I like the ones who engage in constructive conversation w/ some wit. Most are degreed. Living is good and fulfilling w/ a mix of public time and some for myself.