Thursday, 9 September 2010

Meeting Charlie6 of Redleg’s Rides and Mt Evans Video

After a few days away from Blogging, I am back! If you were wondering where I had got to, I have been meeting a few people in and around the Denver area for a number of days and it is difficult to make videos, sort pictures and write your blog, when there are fun people to meet!

One of the blogs I have followed and admired for some time is Redleg's Rides written by Charlie6. Some time ago, when I knew I was going to be very close to where Charlie6 lives, we had been exchanging e-mails about meeting up and possibly riding together. Well, a few days ago, we did just that and Oh Boy, it was a great ride!

We had arranged to meet at the Red Rocks Amphitheater on the west side of Denver. You can ride to the top or the bottom of the amphitheatre and I chose to ride to the top, passing some terrific views of the red rocks (hence the name) on the way up....




















The road passes through a short tunnel. You can tell the size of this rock by how small the Leading Ladies look in this picture....




















There were a large number of people using the steps to do some very rigorous training. Quite what they were training for, I do not know, but I imagine it was an iron-man event. That is a strange name really, as both men and women take part....




















Soon Charlie6 rode into the car park with a friend called Oscar. Charlie6 was on his BMW called Brigitta and Oscar on an older Honda. Not only did Oscar come along for the ride, but it seemed his whole family had made the trip as well in a jeep that they followed along behind in for a while! It was good fun meeting them all.

We stood at the top of the Amphitheater looking down at the many people using it for training of one sort or another. The steps make a great training facility....













































We had a long way to travel today, so soon we headed out to ride Mount Evans, which has the honour of having the highest road in the United States. Before getting to the main purpose of our ride, we rode along Bear Creek Road and then over Squaw Pass and while these were good roads in their own right, they were but a warm up for Mt Evans! The main Mt Evans road begins at a place called Echo Lake, which itself is quite high at 10,600 feet above sea level.

However, the next 14 miles were going to be one of the most exciting roads I had ever been on. Before we started though, Oscar had recently been working on his old Honda to get it running after a period of, well, “resting” and it wasn’t running as well as it might. Oscar had needed to slip the clutch on some of the steeper climbs so he wisely decided not to risk his bike by riding it up the mountain.

This was one of those occasions where I just had to make a video of the ride and so I fixed a camera to my bike....

Here is the resulting video of riding up the mountain. Enjoy....



For those of you that noticed the squeaking or “chirping” noise coming from my bike, this is a well-known problem that Harley-Davidsons have where the exhausts are rubber mounted and the rubber begins to squeak after time. It can be remedied by lubricating the mount with silicone, but I don’t have any with me. I will find a H-D dealer and have them do it!

On the way up, there were a few stops for photos....

There is a lake between mileposts 8 and 9 ....


















One of the spectacular views of the road below....



















It was a very clear day and you could see for miles....



















The Leading Ladies and Brigitta standing side by side....



















Charlie6 at the high point of the road....



















And yours truly at the same place....



















I had to laugh at the long queue for the toilets at the top....



















We stopped a few times on the way down for pictures....

“Charlie, back a bit, back a bit”....(Just kidding)....



















What a stunning view....



















The two bikes on the mountain road....



















Charlie6 taking a picture of me, taking a picture of him....



















More wonderful views....





































The bikes with the road we just rode along in the background....



















More views of the bikes....












































Of course, the camera was still running for the ride down....



Overall it was a fantastic ride and one that I would thoroughly recommend. At times it was exciting and took your breath away. It was cold (85 ish at the bottom, 41F at the top) and the cold wind did bite as we rode around some of the bends. This was Labor day Weekend in the US and on the Monday night the road up My Evans closed, so the traffic was quite busy.

After getting back down we rode to Charlie6’s house where I was lucky enough to meet Charlie6’s family and to spent the night. More on that and the famous Natasha tomorrow....

Monday, 6 September 2010

The East Side and Some Very Cool Cars

After a good meal and a few glasses of wine, I had a great night’s sleep in the smallest and cheapest room of the Stanley Hotel in Estes Park. The hotel is rather splendid....

The front of the hotel....


















The lobby....



















What good is a lobby if it doesn’t have a vintage car in it?....



















The make of car is appropriately a Stanley. This is a 1906 Stanley Steamer made in Newton-Watertown, MA.....



















I should imagine that a lot of people probably ride to the Rocky Mountain National Park via its west side, on US 34. This gets you quickly to the Trail Ridge Road in the park which is where all of the high and splendid mountains are. That is how I got there. But, it would be very easy to miss the roads on the east side of the park, namely Colorado Highways 7 and 72. While the views are not as impressive as those on the west side, these roads are much better for motorcycling with their tight twisty and sometimes flowing bends.

I also took a side diversion down the St Vrain Canyon which is very picturesque and well worth riding through. As I went down the canyon I rode behind two other bikes and took a few pictures of them as I rode....















































The two bikers stopped to check the map and I stopped also and chatted to them for a while. They are Kirby and Joan from Nebraska....





















After a quick chat I rode back through the canyon and then joined Highway 72 heading south. As I rode I marvelled, not for the first time and how the original road builders had done such a magnificent job. It is down to their skill, determination and hard work that we are able to enjoy riding (and even driving) such terrific roads. Just consider this one photo where the rod had to pass through where a hillside used to be. Can you imagine the difficulty in creating this gap just so the road could pass through it? This one short piece of road probably took many men a great number of months to build and we ride through it in seconds. I say we owe a lot of thanks to the road builders!....





















I was soon heading through Nederland in Colorado and I stopped to look at two things in particular here. The first is a steam shovel. Not any old steam shovel, but this is the only remaining Bucyrus model 50-B left in the world. This very machine was one of 25 that were used to build bridges, roads and drains that were needed to shift the massive quantities of soil and rocks cut from the Panama Canal.

This means that this steam shovel and my bike, the Leading Ladies, are linked through time as my bike will go back to the UK from Los Angeles on a ship through the Panama Canal, a journey that would not be possible without this steam shovel.....





















The second thing I saw in Nederland was strange. It was a sculpture made from old steam irons....





















I got the link between the steam shovel and the steam irons almost straight away! Tenuous to say the least!

I rode south through Central City couldn’t help but notice the large number of casinos located there. I hadn’t seen any for quite a while, but then this one place has many of them, so I guess there must be a relaxing of regulations that has allowed casinos to exist in this one small city. I don’t gamble, so I didn’t feel the need to stop and try my luck!

What I did do though was to get out my map to decide where to stay for the night. I randomly picked the town of Golden, for no other reason that I liked the name. I arrived there quite early and decided the time was right to get the mud off my bike after the mess of a road construction I encountered in Rocky Mountains National Park. I spent hours washing it but I could not remove all of the mud which had dried onto the engine casing where it has a rough finish. To be honest, I am not sure it will ever come off as it has badly marked the surface. I will try again when I get the bike back to London.

While I was washing the Leading Ladies I did hear that there was a car cruise in Golden on every first Saturday in the month. Guess what! Today was the first Saturday, so I got my camera out. Now, I do love motorbikes, but I also have a soft spot for some types of cars, mainly old cars – yes, I know this will horrify some of my die-hard biker readers!

No words are needed really to describe some of these beautiful machines....

































































































































































































































































































































Just look at the rear wings on this!....




















And finally, my personal favourite....









































I think I may need to buy another car, or at least think about it..... !