8 March 2014 - 13:06A Break from Winter II (Electric Boogaloo)
You knew that was coming…
Anyway, after a pretty fantastic and exhausting day of Moabing, it was time to turn back and head home. Rather than make a beeline, we decided we would take our time getting back and take full advantage of the attractions along the way back (including another visit to the Love Muffin. I’d eat there every day if I lived there.
We took the scenic route out of town, along the Colorado River, and made a quick stop to check out Castle Valley.
Then off to Fruita!
We parked on the 18 Rd and did a couple of “easy” loops, PBR, Prime Cut and Kessel Run. I say “easy” because on the slight incline from the parking lot to where we got to the singletrack, the boy cracked. I don’t really blame him, it is a daunting prospect of grinding up a gravel road looking at a great big mountain that never gets any closer. Especially after the sensory overload of the previous day.
The tears stopped after we got on the singletrack though, and the hootin’ and hollerin’ returned as we weaved down the flowy turns and whoopdie-doos on the PBR trail. Then we had to break the boy’s spirit again with a singletrack climb up Prime Cut, where it was apparent that this might be the last time I might be able to convince the boy to ride a bike ever again. We gave him a minute or two to sit at the top and get the sobbing out of his system, but then it was time to go back down, this time on the Kessel Run. The prospect of completing the Kessel Run in less than 12 parsecs was enough to motivate the boy, and only a few turns in he was giggling. All the way down.
It was also my first time in Fruita, and I have to say that while we only had time for the quick and easy trails, I am very anxious to get back there and ride some of the bigger badder trails out there.
After some post ride parking lot refreshments, it was time to load up again and head east, with one more roadside attraction to visit, The Colorado National Monument. If you have never been, I recommend putting it on you todo list. Spectacular.
After we were fully satisfied that we had seen all there is that we needed to see, we piled into the van and pointed it east. As the miles ticked over I reflected on the weekend and all the things we had crammed into 2 short days. It was an unlikely group of gentlemen thrown together for a short and furious trip, yet we travelled well, as we had the common goal of escaping the rigors of the same ole same ole. It has me looking forward to many more trips like this in the future.