Showing posts with label tryingstuff. Show all posts
Showing posts with label tryingstuff. Show all posts
Any serious cyclist can answer this question, judging from what I've been reading online and hearing in person.  The answer of course is n+1, where n is the number of bikes you own right now.  I love my Kona Sutra, and have put several hundred miles on it over the last couple months.  My latest upgrade had been a set of clipless pedals and shoes, courtesy of REI scratch and dent.  Then my buddy Aaron took me to Lebanon Hills on a recent weekend, and let me ride his brothers mountain bike...

We did the beginner and intermediate loop (and a couple sections of the black stuff, holy crap!) and it was exhilarating, terrifying, exhausting, and addictive.  My hands ached afterward from the death grip I'd had on the handlebars, and although I didn't crash (except for once on the skills course trying to get fancy), I was sore all over when we finished.  I was also craving more!

It didn't take me long, looking online, discovering Mtbproject.com, realizing how many trails were right here in the Twin Cities, and right near various areas I already visit regularly for work.  I got the itch to get a mountain bike, and I got it bad.  Craigslist, a local bike selling group on Facebook, and checking out various closeouts and sales at local bike shops.  I knew my budget was going to be limited, but figured I didn't need the top-of-the-line, since it was pretty clear my skills would have a long ways to go before I caught up to any half-decent bike.  I ended up finding a great deal on a Novara Matador, a 29" mountain bike at REI.  I tried it out on the little trail there at the store, swiped the credit card, and headed straight down to the Minnesota River, to try it out on some trails in the River Bottoms area.

The River Bottoms border the Minnesota River, and it's an area that floods frequently, so it could be more than a little sandy in places.  The fall colors were in full swing though, and between the trees and river it was just a beautiful place.  I managed about 4.5 miles before getting fed up with the deep deep sand, and returned to the car to go find another trail (Strava here).

The handy MTBproject app informed me there was another trail only about 10 minutes away, so I headed to Terrace Oaks East Park, to try out some more man-made singletrack.  Terrace Oaks seemed quite a bit tighter than most of Lebanon Hills, but I managed pretty well, at least until I decided to try out the smaller "advanced" loop.  I figured I could just go around anything that looked TOO gnarly, and I'd just take it slow and at least get a look at what sort of features made up the harder stuff.  That plan went just fine until the last 30 feet or so, where there was a large staircase like thing made of railroad ties and rock fill.  I approached nice and slow, and dropped down the first step, applying the brakes as I did (don't want to get going too fast now!).  As my front wheel took the next drop, I don't know if I accidentally mashed the brakes or what, but I took a header over the handlebars, flying over the steps and into a bush and small tree!  All told it took me less than an hour to crash after buying the bike.  Luckily, I was only scratched up, and the bike was fine, so I finished my ride and headed home (Strava here).
  

So far I've also checked out the trails at Theodore Wirth Park, and plan to check out Elm Creek and Battle Creek in the next couple of weeks.  I also need to revisit Lebanon Hills on my own bike now!  There's plenty of options for next year too, with the downhill runs at Spirit Mountain in Duluth, and the scuba diving AND mountain biking mecca at Cuyuna Lakes about 2 hours north of the cities.  I'm psyched about adding yet another hobby to my quiver.  It definitely feels like something I should have been doing for ages now, even more so than road biking/touring.  Do you mountain bike?  Where are your favorite trails?  If you're in the Twin Cities, any hidden gems I should check out?

I think I'm done buying bikes for a while now.  As much as I'd love a fat bike for winter, they are WAY out of my price range for now.  Maybe next year!  Winter will hopefully see me getting on cross country skis for the first time, and trying out skijoring with Dozer!
In my ongoing quest to get myself to exercise, I frequently find activities that are very much LIKE running, but are not just going for a run.  After the Amazing Contenders tri, I'd been looking online for more excuses to get my heart rate up, and I somehow found the Minnesota Orienteering Club website.  Oddly enough, as a kid I did a couple of their meets with my parents and a friend or two, usually running around a state park, with a compass but usually just navigating by landmarks and the boundless energy of middle schoolers.  Since then I haven't orienteered at all, and have hardly used the compass I've got, usually forsaking it for the all-knowing GPS.  It just happened that their next event was taking place about 5 minutes from my apartment, so I put out the call on Facebook and quickly found three friends to fill out my team.
The Captains of Crush, from the left, Adam, Elizabth, Kristen, and myself
We showed up not really knowing what to expect, but found the MNOC regulars to be very friendly.  Living so close, I'm very familiar with the park the race was held in, which would serve us well considering the race started a little while after sundown.  We chose the long (6km) route, and the whole thing kicked off with a mass start.  Seeing as how I'm not a very fast runner, we quickly fell behind the faster runners, but with the excellent map, compass, and the occasional glimpse of another racer's headlamp in the distance we were able to keep from making any serious navigational mistakes.
Post-race, trying to figure out if we were using the compass right
It felt slow, but as we reached each control point in succession we were always neck and neck with at least a couple teams, so I was hopeful that we would at least not be last!  As we headed to the final point, we realized we were on the wrong side of some woods, and made the decision to cut through, hopefully saving a significant amount of time.  As soon as we stepped a couple of feet off the sidewalk, it was apparent that it would not be as quick as we'd hoped.  The spaces between trees were just choked with thornbushes, and it was easy to track our progress through them by the chorus of curses as we picked up new scrapes and cuts.  Myself and Adam made it through, and found the control point, so I took off for the finish just about 100m away, trying to catch up to another racer just ahead.  I did it, but turned around to find Adam had disappeared back into the brush to lead Elizabeth and Kristen out.  Such a gentleman, but it cost us valuable seconds!  Luckily, even with the delay we ended up 15th out of at least 18, achieving my goal of not being last!
After the race, we adjourned to a nearby bar for drinks and food with the other racers, where we learned a bunch more about the MNOC, discovered there's such a thing as mountain bike orienteering, and learned of this crazy orienteering stats thing called Attackpoint.  Coolest name ever, right?  I'm already signed up for the next Adventure Race on the 30th, and will definitely be checking out other local orienteering events.  If you've never done one, I recommend you search for a club in your area. Even if you're brand new, they'll usually loan or rent you a compass, and probably can even show you how to use it if you ask nicely.  You'll learn some  usefull skills and get a great workout!  If you want to see our route, it's on Strava here.  Don't laugh at my pace...  Our Attackpoint stats are here, and that will show you our splits for each control point and how we compared to the rest of the field.  I have no idea what some of the other numbers mean yet!
This is part two of my first-ever bike touring adventure on the North Shore.  You can start at part one here.  As the weekend approached, the forecast didn't look great.  By not great, I mean 80% of strong thunderstorms both Friday and Saturday.  Now for a climbing trip, that's very likely "no-go" weather.  Since we need at least moderately dry rock, and many rock climbers seem to be tender flowers that must not get wet at any costs (or at least it seems due to how many call off a trip at the slightest chance of rain in the forecast), two out of three days of rain means we find a different crag to visit or stay home.  On bikes, this wasn't necessarily a dealbreaker.

I mean, we've got fenders, rain gear, and Chacos, what else do we need to worry about?

At our starting point, Grand Marais, MN
As we broke camp the weather was gloomy, but at least dry.  We dropped a car off near the finish point in Duluth, and then headed almost 2hrs north to the town of Grand Marais, only about 40 miles from the Canadian border.  Grand Marais is home to Sven and Ole's pizza, which I highly recommend, and is the start of the Gunflint Trail, a popular route to access the Boundary Waters.  From there we had a rougly 30 mile ride to Temperance River State Park.  The vast majority would be on the shoulder of highway 61, although there's a short section of paved trail near the end, part of the Gitchi Gami State Trail.


So. Much. Water.  Add in the fact that it was only about 50 degrees, and we sure had motivation to keep moving!  I actually stayed fairly dry under my rain gear, but unbeknownst to me, my dad hadn't brought his nicer rain shell, fearing it would be too heavy.  He did have two lightweight cycling jackets that were quickly inundated, and eventually threw on his old US Army poncho in an attempt to keep dry and warm.  It's with great regret that I have to tell you I failed to get a picture of that scene, him biking away with the poncho billowing in the wind.


We rolled into camp in the early evening, and set up our shelters (plus the tent for mom), just in time to eat some amazing homemade beef stew and enjoy a hot shower at Temperance River State Park.  What a perfect way to warm up!  It was also great to have a vehicle to hang stuff out to dry in overnight.  Total distance for day 1 was 30.9 miles.  You can see the route here.