Summit Cruisers Jr
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I just arrived home after being on the road for two weeks and living out of the cruiser with a couple of friends. I drove roughly 3000 miles through Oklahoma, Texas, Colorado, and New Mexico and never once had to open a tool bag to work on the cruiser. Time to change the oil, upgrade the front brakes, and set out for Wyoming. 400,000 miles is approaching quickly.
This trip was definitely one that none of us will be forgetting anytime soon. In our second week, we rode over 140 miles of single track alone.
We started in Colorado Springs and ended up ditching our campsite on Gold Camp Road after some chilling experiences. Apparently that road is where people drive for Halloween. From Colorado Springs we drove to the Woodland Park area and camped up near the reservoir.
The next morning we filled the cruiser up in Woodland Park and drove roughly 100 miles to Golden. Miraculously we had a 3000 ft descent and a strong tailwind pushing us the entire way. This was the highest fuel mileage the cruiser has ever achieved. A solid 24.5MPG!
We camped the next night in the Arapaho National Forest and found some great free riding lines that entertained us until it was too dark to ride.
From there we drove into Aravada and stayed a night at a friend's house. Around 10 am the next day, we loaded up and headed for Beau Jo's in Idaho Springs. I had previously ordered the Beaughetti on spring break and deemed it one of my top 3 favorite meals.
I had hyped up this pizza filled with linguini and meatballs to my friends and they were skeptical. Upon ordering and receiving their food, all doubts ceased. For $10.49 it was some of the most and best quality food we are on the trip.
After departing Idaho Springs, we set out for Keystone Mountain Resort. We were hoping to spectate some of the Big Mountain Enduro and see what the racing scene was like, but by the time we arrived everything was pretty much over. We did see one of the most amazing 5th gen 4Runners ever which was built by TAV.
With our legs itching to ride, we drove to Frisco and stopped at their bike park. There aren't too many big jumps in Oklahoma and getting familiar with being in the air was awesome here as they have multiple lines for different levels of expertise.
I can't imagine looking out over Lake Dillion about to drop into a Slopestyle course on a regular basis. The place was surreal.
When the time came to set out and look for a campsite, we left Frisco and headed towards Breckenridge but turned off onto Tiger Road. After following Tiger Road for a ways we turned off onto a promising looking trail with an optional river crossing that we had to take. I believe this was Rock Island Road. At this point it was getting late and the sun was pretty much absent. We found a couple campsites that would have worked, but we wanted to find someplace better so we trudged along. We encountered several trees over the trail we had to clear to get past. It was roughly 11pm when we approached a nasty mud bog followed by an off camber section climbing over some wet roots. We had been in the tight forest for quite some time now with no sign of going above treeline. We all agreed to turn around and head down to our back up campsite.
The next day we set out on one of our more demanding rides. We started by the Breckenridge Golf Course and rode the Colorado Trail. It was supposed to be a 20ish mile ride with several thousand feet of climbing right at the start. When we hit pavement again at the golf course we were only at 15 miles which kind of left us bummed as we were hoping for a longer ride. Upon looking at our map and how we would get to the cruiser, we realized we were at the Keystone Golf Course. We ended up making it back to the cruiser just before the sun went down. That ride will probably go down as one of my favorite rides ever.
When it came time to find a campsite that evening, we had decided to take the forestry road that we had ridden on our bikes to get to the Colorado Trail entrance. We passed a Jeep coming down the trail and he said he had taken it, but turned around due to it getting late in the day and not knowing how far it went. My friends and I were determined to get above treeline. We kept driving past campsites that were all amazing, and completely empty. This non labeled road turned out to be a real treat. We never saw anyone else and it led us through some fun rock gardens, up steep rutted out climbs and the occasional stream/mud crossing.
We got to the end of the road and made our camp at 11,500ft.
This trip was definitely one that none of us will be forgetting anytime soon. In our second week, we rode over 140 miles of single track alone.
We started in Colorado Springs and ended up ditching our campsite on Gold Camp Road after some chilling experiences. Apparently that road is where people drive for Halloween. From Colorado Springs we drove to the Woodland Park area and camped up near the reservoir.
The next morning we filled the cruiser up in Woodland Park and drove roughly 100 miles to Golden. Miraculously we had a 3000 ft descent and a strong tailwind pushing us the entire way. This was the highest fuel mileage the cruiser has ever achieved. A solid 24.5MPG!
We camped the next night in the Arapaho National Forest and found some great free riding lines that entertained us until it was too dark to ride.
From there we drove into Aravada and stayed a night at a friend's house. Around 10 am the next day, we loaded up and headed for Beau Jo's in Idaho Springs. I had previously ordered the Beaughetti on spring break and deemed it one of my top 3 favorite meals.
I had hyped up this pizza filled with linguini and meatballs to my friends and they were skeptical. Upon ordering and receiving their food, all doubts ceased. For $10.49 it was some of the most and best quality food we are on the trip.
After departing Idaho Springs, we set out for Keystone Mountain Resort. We were hoping to spectate some of the Big Mountain Enduro and see what the racing scene was like, but by the time we arrived everything was pretty much over. We did see one of the most amazing 5th gen 4Runners ever which was built by TAV.
With our legs itching to ride, we drove to Frisco and stopped at their bike park. There aren't too many big jumps in Oklahoma and getting familiar with being in the air was awesome here as they have multiple lines for different levels of expertise.
I can't imagine looking out over Lake Dillion about to drop into a Slopestyle course on a regular basis. The place was surreal.
When the time came to set out and look for a campsite, we left Frisco and headed towards Breckenridge but turned off onto Tiger Road. After following Tiger Road for a ways we turned off onto a promising looking trail with an optional river crossing that we had to take. I believe this was Rock Island Road. At this point it was getting late and the sun was pretty much absent. We found a couple campsites that would have worked, but we wanted to find someplace better so we trudged along. We encountered several trees over the trail we had to clear to get past. It was roughly 11pm when we approached a nasty mud bog followed by an off camber section climbing over some wet roots. We had been in the tight forest for quite some time now with no sign of going above treeline. We all agreed to turn around and head down to our back up campsite.
The next day we set out on one of our more demanding rides. We started by the Breckenridge Golf Course and rode the Colorado Trail. It was supposed to be a 20ish mile ride with several thousand feet of climbing right at the start. When we hit pavement again at the golf course we were only at 15 miles which kind of left us bummed as we were hoping for a longer ride. Upon looking at our map and how we would get to the cruiser, we realized we were at the Keystone Golf Course. We ended up making it back to the cruiser just before the sun went down. That ride will probably go down as one of my favorite rides ever.
When it came time to find a campsite that evening, we had decided to take the forestry road that we had ridden on our bikes to get to the Colorado Trail entrance. We passed a Jeep coming down the trail and he said he had taken it, but turned around due to it getting late in the day and not knowing how far it went. My friends and I were determined to get above treeline. We kept driving past campsites that were all amazing, and completely empty. This non labeled road turned out to be a real treat. We never saw anyone else and it led us through some fun rock gardens, up steep rutted out climbs and the occasional stream/mud crossing.
We got to the end of the road and made our camp at 11,500ft.
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