Entries Tagged as Routes & Rides
Two of my favorite places to bicycle are the Blue Ridge Parkway, a 469-mile road managed by the National Park Service, and the Virginia Creeper Trail, a 34-mile rail-trail conversion between Abingdon and Whitetop, Virginia. I was planning a two-night camping trip and I kept trying to choose which one I wanted to ride. Then it occurred to me that I didn’t need to choose; I could ride part of both.
Toward the middle of our second day on the John Wayne Pioneer Trail, we arrived at the Thorp Tunnels. Unlike the Hyak and Whittier tunnels of the day before, the state has not dedicated any funds to repairing these tunnels. It shows. The concrete at the entrances is crumbling and sections of wall inside have caved. It’s not exactly dangerous, but I wouldn’t call it safe, either. Don’t put me in one of those during an earthquake! In a surprising act of reasonableness, the state actually allows you to travel through these tunnels. There is an unsettling waiver of liability they ask you to sign before you do so, however.
For years, I’ve had the idea in my head that it would be fun to cycle the length of the John Wayne Pioneer Trail, 110 miles from North Bend to the mighty Columbia River. Any plans I might have had got temporarily quashed in 2009 when state parks closed the five tunnels on the trail because of falling debris hazards. Flash forward to July 2013 … and all the tunnels are open again! Some have been repaired. Others are enter at your own risk.
Sometimes, it’s nice to bike with friends. Or, at least, a big, rolling group of friendly Alaskans. That’s what I figured, when I registered for the 2012 Chena Hot Springs Bicycle Classic from Fairbanks to Chena Hot Springs, a breezy 62 miles that I would traverse in reverse on the following day.
Check out this fab, four-and-a-half-minute video produced by Salsa Cycles. It was shot along the west slope of the Teton Range in Idaho.
Tony: My toes were cold. The alarm rang again. “Too cold,” I thought as I emerged from my protective cocoon, sprinting to ward off the certain hypothermia of a too-long bathroom visit.
Justin: My roommate Tony and I were about to leave on what we had dubbed the “Tour de Gallatin,” a 103-mile overnight bike tour of southwest Montana’s Gallatin, Jefferson, and Madison river valleys. We named it the Tour de Gallatin because we did not realize beforehand that the route ever left the Gallatin Valley.
I had so much fun on my first bike tour with Karen a few weeks ago that I decided to fit in a mini-tour en route to visiting my family up in Portland. So, here are some photos I took along the Row River Trail on my overnight camping excursion.