Tim and I arrived back on the Mesa at 10 pm Sunday night. It was chilly and we were tired. There was no better greeting than to drive into camp and immediately be handed two hot steaming bowls of homemade clam chowder by Dan. Tim and I had thought we wouldn’t need to eat [...]
It was 6 pm by the time Tim and I had driven the 270 miles north up I15 to Salt Lake. We pulled into Jimmie and Keri’s driveway next to the Garage Mahal and were greeted by the birthday boy himself. Jimmie had completed 41 trips around the sun and was ready to celebrate.
We arrived to Gooseberry Mesa at 3 am on May 17th and were greeted by the entire Staebler family. Sam, the 3 year old youngest Staebler wasn’t feeling well that night. “A touch of food poisoning,” we said. “Must have been a little bad papaya,” we said. We held poor Sam while he groaned [...]
After 3 days of biking and working at the Book Cliffs, Tim, Lisa and I packed up for a day in town. Jamis had come through and sent a new rear triangle and Tim’s bike was ready. It was time to end his week long pedaling hiatus.
Book Cliffs Sportsmobile Jamboree
We settled [...]
It was dark and cold at midnight. Fires dotted the camps. And down by the lake, 87 bikers prepared for a very long night.
Is that a Clown?
This was the start of the annual Fruita 18 Hour Bike Race. At 12:00 am Saturday morning, riders sprinted to their bikes [...]