Indian Springs to Price to Fruita

Two nights ago at Indian Springs TH several showers fell propelled by increasing wind velocity. Drove away heading to Price just as headlights weren’t burned. County rds with dirt work farming on both sides of the road. Wheeled equipment preceded me leaving rolled on dirt that made sounds as it struck my sheet metal, road surface was sort of slippery. Length of patch was determined by last mud cast off. At a stop spot I viewed the splatters that would need car wash to remove it. Material was dirt and not feed lot manure. Hit I84 heading east across Idaho interstate driving 70mph in 80mph zones. Windy the van jiggled and I jaggled keeping between the white lines. Highway turned south into north UT then became I15 heading south. Made it thru the greater Salt Lake sprawl easily, little traffic. At southern end a break in the mountains became Hwy 6 to climb Soldier Pass then drop into Price, UT. Well, actual distance was greater than my recall. Again little traffic. Dropped into Price, mid Sunday afternoon.

Above Price is a trail system, original trail is named Luke’s because his owner walked him here and while Luke walked hither and tither he hung marking flags. The trail was bikified becoming part of later hand built trails. I learned this from the owner of Luke when he worked at only bike shop in town. Luke and I exchanged acquaintances. System is on a mesa with finger ridges with drop offs. A length of trail ran a finger hugging the drop off edge. Twisty w/ short sight lines keeps the speed down and attention focused.

on Lukes, above Price. Juniper tree cover
trails stay at this elevation, looking up north Price

Small short height rocks were norm, lots of small suspension action. I stayed at a developed TH with a CXT outhouse. These trails stimulate reflexes keeping attention focused. Location breaks up a drive.

So, concluded short story is I believe one or more of my wheels need to be balanced at Discount for lifetime paid. From Price the last store before Cottonwood, AZ is in Grand Junction, CO, east of Fruita. The vibrations irritate me. Fruita is a jog to the east on I70 which is where I am postponing Moab several days. I also wanted to visit folks at OTE bike shop. I visited with Rebecca and Dave whom I have known for many years, more so now they live here instead of Green Bay and meet somewhere on the road. History with people is important.  I planned on riding out at Mary’s today but my shoulder started louder braking such that pain told me to not beat my body. So last night I went on line and made an appointment earliest was tomorrow at 1:15 in Junction.

Daylight savings time ended during Sat-Sun night. Time zone smacked. Thurs I left OR on Pacific daylight, way east in Or I lost an hour entering Mountain time for Fri and Sat. Sunday night clocks fell back, I lost only 1 hour instead of 2. Mountain Standard.

Temperature is rising as I move south. Moved the cold temp riding clothes to the laundry bag, back wearing shorts and short sleeve jersey.

In Fruita I car washed the van and tree sprayer washed the bike.