The bike in Caromb lacked portage for longer rando, so I sewed up a new bag for it and brought it on this ride as a test run. I had a lot of black fabric, and a lot of random bits, so here they are. Many design elements borrowed from Dave Cain's beautiful work at Waxwing Bags. The ride itself was swell, though an old repetitive stress injury in my wrist flared up something terrible. I'll be rocking a brace for a few days.
I needed this one after bailing on Monday and those impossible cross winds. It seemed like everyone was feeling a bit "eh" after Christmas, but happy to be out there anyway. Sandy's had those BBQ pork + mac & cheese burritos, but I somehow missed them and ended up with ramen. Next time. Next time.
Barely got sleeted on at all. Only spent a few minutes discussing the "what if this gets worse?" abandon strategy and then it was over.
"Maybe it's just some fog" It was not some fog. I guess I should've expected the snow at the end of November, at 9000ft. Though it only snowed heavily for a brief period, and fast descent off Pennock Pass meant I was down from the coldest altitude relatively quickly.
This is far from my favorite route. The western edge is standard northern Colorado rando fare: Relatively quiet rolling hills though Boulder and Larimer counties. All of the photos are from the western edge. The eastern edge is highway wasteland continuously from Loveland back to Longmont. A good day out with friends at a most civil pace, but with the rapid pace of development east of i25 it might be time to retire this one.
