Ron Norton lives in California and made an early morning drive to Death Valley National Park for three beautiful days of riding and two nights in campgrounds.
Farms, Fields and Ferraris Three August days and two nights by bicycle on the rural east end of Long Island, New York.
Every year we take turns planning our great summer bike touring adventure. This year it was Ken's turn and he hatched a plan to ride on the east end of Long Island, New York for three days. During planning, Ken was surprised to find that most of the east end of Long Island is really quite rural, with farms, fields and yes, Ferraris.
The forecasters have predicted thunderstorms this afternoon, but as I mount my loaded bike I only see blue skies and white puffy clouds. I left for this overnight tour from the “south side” of Pittsburgh, a diverse area that attracts all kinds. My plan is to circumnavigate the south hills of Pittsburgh utilizing a variety of rail-trails and only a minimal amount of trafficked pavement (about 10% of the 90 mile route).
Brandon, Jim, and I hatched a plan for an epic weekend touring ride early in the summer over lunch at our favorite cajun restaurant. Bored with the typical racing and group ride culture that seems to permeate popular cycling, we wanted to plan rides that were adventures — fun, relaxing, yet still incredibly challenging. Cincinnati was a convenient 120 miles from Indy, so we decided to take a 3-day weekend and ride there and back.
I’ve ridden a stack of 6-hr Vic.Enduro races, and ridden Mt.Buller a bunch of time, and have clocked up many, many laps of my home ground at Lysterfield, but I began to wonder what it would be like to load up, and ride+camp overnight.
This was a quick two-night ride, north to south, on the Peak to Peak Highway, Estes Park to Evergreen. Ideally this would be ridden in late summer or early fall to take advantage of warm weather or changing colors.
During the fall of 2013 I spent a lot of time in the canyon country of Utah. From leading groups down tight, dirty, wet slot canyons to bikepacking across desert mesas and ridgelines, it seemed that every weekend I found myself exploring and experiencing the many wonders of this brutal yet amazingly beautiful country. As the fall progressed I would returnhome to my mountain town thinking about possibilities. An idea was beginning to take shape…