Trip Overview

This blog will follow two totally inexperienced bikepackers, Geoff and Cam, and their journey from Banff to Mexico via the Great Divide Mountain Bike Route. The route follows the Continental Divide, exposing riders to high altitude, diverse wildlife, and solitude. To learn more about the route, check this out. Randy will be the official bookie so get in touch with him if you'd like to place a wager on how far we will actually make it.

In the mean time, you can track our progress here thanks to our SPOT device.

This will be a site where we will try our best to post some pictures and stories along the way. Happy reading!

Friday, 15 August 2014

Day 34 - Kremmling to Frisco

PAfter a hearty breakfast, we took off from Kremmling aiming for the Silverthorne area.  Cam was uber anxious as a care package was awaiting him at the post office (thanks mommmmmmmmmmmm). The entire morning was spent amid a neat basin with a great lake.  This slowly turned into rollers which eventually escaladed into a 10 000 ft pass. The climb didn't turn out to be too bad, though.  The nice thing about Colorado is that most of the climbs are railroad grade meaning that they aren't as steep.  So the climbs take some time but are pretty reasonable.  Atop the climb, the dirt road turned to pave.  This was actually an amazing thing because we were chasing rain the entire day...  Had the road been dirt, the descent would have been a very muddy one.  Instead we got to pour down this awesome 3 000 ft descent over a 12 mile range.  The entire downhill was accented by views of fourteeners across the valley.  What a treat.

Once at the bottom, we hit the highway for 20 miles or so into the touristy town of Silverthorne where Cam raced to the post office. Eight pounds of goodies later we continued on to McDonald's (of course) to wait out the storm. 

This area was actually home to three towns all in a row - Silverthorne, Frisco, and Breckenridge.   These towns were all connected via a windy bike path with roller-coaster style terrain.  It was a blast to storm through the trees and along the waterfront on this path.  We made it to a beautiful campground in Frisco by sundown. 

I'm not sure if I've mentioned this yet, but Geoff is totally anal about picking his tent site.  So after thoroughly examining each site, G finally settles on a great one.  We set all our tents up and began the nightly rituals of dinner, chatting, cards, and would-you-rathers.  Amidst the fun, we realized that the campsite that G picked had actually been reserved.  We decided to play the waiting game and thankfully nobody showed.  After a stunning sun set over the jagged mountainscape, we hit the sack.
Met some Trans-Am riders for breakfast.
Breakfast.  "The Randy" was on special. How could we resist?
 Dodging storms

 Flying down pave towards monsters.
 14ers in the distance
Colorado - where the climbs are well worth the struggle.

The lads in Frisco, Co.

Not a bad campsite!

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