Category: Mountain Biking

Riding at Dead Horse State Park

Having to turn back on Day One of riding in Moab, separating from the group, was disheartening. Nine kilometres into our ride, I was hacking away with my upper chest in a lot of pain whenever I breathed hard on uphills. Only a third…

Riding My Trusty Steed in Moab

At one time, riding horses in the Moab area, shod with metal shoes, was a treacherous thing. The horses would slip like crazy over the surface of the sandstone. And so the rock earned its name, “slickrock.” Today’s modern steeds are sleek, two wheeled,…

Blue Diamond: A Singletrack Gem

There’s more to Red Rocks than climbing. Come along as we go off on a little diversion from the main purpose of our trip to Vegas. Blue Diamond is a little town, about 12 km down the Red Rocks Scenic Highway from the entrance…

An Overview of our Zion/Red Rocks/Moab Trip

Passing through the border crossing at Carway, Alberta, a rather wildwest US border patrol officer asked us what we planned to be doing, took a look at the bikes and the climbing gear, and asked us with such incredulity in his tone, “Now why…

Where Do We Get Our Inspiration?

I’ve been meaning to build up a resources section for a while for my readers, and store it for handy access in the Playful Bits section of my blog’s website. Every good adventure starts with careful planning and research. If you are planning a…

Biking Through The Sacred Valley

Touring the Sacred Valley by bike, rather than by tourist bus, is not the usual way to see the ancient archaeological sites of Moras and Moray.

Of course, watching your guide get thrown over his handlebars and into a cactus on a steep slope is probably not what tourists usually come to see in the Sacred Valley to see either. The usual tourist thing doesn’t involve pulling spines out of the seat of your guide’s pants and the backs of his arms. Nor is averting your eyes while your guide drops his drawers to have your husband check out his cheeks a typical occurrence! THAT is what I’ll always think of when I think of the Sacred Valley. But I’m getting ahead of myself….
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