Monthly Archives: October 2011


AKA the “Tin Foil Hat Tour”

Sedona to Verde Hot Springs.  A few of us got together for some riding and hot springs.  Only one thing was required of everyone who was going.  A Tin Foil Hat.

I brought and wore mine.

It was comfortable.

We started out by fueling for the fire.

Kelly Slater has his own beer?

In the morning, we set out on our mission.  Some sweet red rock riding.

some road riding to the trails


der Hammah. Checking out his front hub flange and it's big failure.

After the trails and a break, we hit the road.  I thought it was a group ride thing, but the others has other ideas when the peloton formed without me.

the single singlespeeder gets 'the look' before the breakaway to the main pack.

of tin foil hats and chemtrails

back on the dirt, things got serious.

somewhere in the middle

beer break at Clear Creek

checking the GPS -and another beer break. Courtesy Yuri

Fossil Creek

that pool and swing rope looked pretty tempting at about 2 pm.

at the top before the plunge into the Verde River

made it to the hot springs.  Great day on the bike.  ThirtyTwoTwenty!

I stayed in the nice warm water and conversed about tinfoil hats for about 3 hours after the ride.  The next morning I went back and spent some more time in the refreshing pool.

Nudity.   Rednecks, college age kids, us, them, those guys over there – a pretty wide range of people.

decommissioned Childs Power Plant - sits across the river from the Verde Hot Springs

So, the planned overnighter bikepack ride turned into a bikepack-SAG supported-Natural Hot Springs-Tin Foil Hat tour all in one.

Great stuff.

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pedestrian bridge

In Tempe.  Finally open!

Mill Avenue Bridge

so I got a great ride from the house down to Tempe and back – plus! a couple I.P.A.’s at Daves electric – thanks John!

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cactus log jump


I claim first bash-guard marks.

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you are here

a nice bikeway. click on images for full effect!!

I had a mind to go ride some AZT out by Flagstaff.  I got snowed out of that plan.

A backup plan Sub 24 – Tonto was required.  I packed up.  Cloud cover and cool temps for the next 19 hours had me pretty stoked for a ride and a camp.

I started by riding over to Sunday Cycles to get some chamois cream.  Nice guys hooked me up all gratis like with Miller Lite and a pack of the cream.   Wearing  DC socks apparently, besides being ultra swank,  have additional priceless value.  I wonder if I had worn the full kit what would have happened?.. at any rate, it was an awesome start for my yearly birthday ride event.

I hopped back on the Salsa and got to it.

Reach 11

I made an odd choice of taking Cave Creek Road most of the way to my destination.  While it is most direct, it is not mostly quiet.  That would change soon enough.  My private reserve at the Tonto was getting near!

After refueling at the Circle K in Cave Creek for the camp out, I hit Spur Cross Road.  Things turned to dirt.  Things got quiet.

Road 48 (aka Spur Cross Road) goes into the Tonto Nat. Forest about 5 miles.  It just kind of ends.  An old F150 truck remains and some artsy pictographs from long ago litter the area.  But that was not my destination.  That takes to long to get to and the camping is sub-par.

I was a little worried after the 4th creek crossing.  It seems the yellow flowers have overtaken the creek bed and sucked all the water out.  It was nice to hang out in a creek of flowers for a bit.  They do smell nice.

Not a soul around.  Just me and the Sonoran Desert (and my bike..).  Water was still flowing in some areas, but most other areas were surface dry.

I pressed on to the spot.  The creek cuts into a nice little  narrow canyon.  Deep and cozy.  Not a lot of places to camp.  Most all the obvious spots are like day areas and have seldom used fire rings for the horsemen type among us.   My spot is on a sand bar located after some bushwhacking and HAB near and under a large stand of cottonwood trees.  Sweet.


Once I settled myself, I sparked up a fire.  Not many places 27 miles or nearer to my house that I can build a legal open fire anywhere I want.

the moon was pretty bright, which made for some nice bat viewing.

I wish I had a quarter to put next to this guy.

A decent sleep under the stars and cottonwoods.

this kept me warm in the late evening

Next morning, after anguishing my departure from the sleeping bag (I mean really, every-time I sleep in that thing..), I had my obligatory coffee and a celebratory brew.

coffee preparation

premium breakfast

Riding out of camp is quick.  It’s all downhill!

the yellow flower creek

back down to the house on a 2-speed. I nailed my derailleur on a large rock just as I was coming out of the last yellow flower creek crossing and it bent the dropout. I pulled my seat post out and used it to bend it back. Best I could get it to shift is 2 gears. Rear mech is toast.

you are here.

I was there.  I put myself where I wanted to be and I was there.  The sign told me so.

well, kinda there.


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