Today's ride
Today I went out towards porcupine. Got a very late start, the clouds didn't burn off 'till about 3.
About 12 miles up the Chilkat River, stopped to have a smoke and gaze into a valley that rarely gets visited by man (good topic for meditation).
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The Council Grounds (18 miles up the Chilkat. The water here never freezes because of warm water coming up from underneath. Come fall and early winter, there will be thousands of Bald Eagles here. And I don't mean there will be a bunch of Eagles, I mean there will be a ****load of them. Thousands. More gather here than anywhere else on earth (I believe). They should start gathering in late October. I'll post pics.
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Since I got such a late start I figured I wouldn't make it all the way out to Porcupine, so at 22 mile I thought "I haven't been down this road." It was a good choice (I'm lucky that way
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I stopped to do a check on the bike before getting crazy. Looked for anything loose that wasn't supposed to be, checked the frame for cracks, all that good stuff. That was about when I noticed the tracks just ahead and to the left of the front wheel. Pretty fresh. Small bear. Could be a Black. I don't care for them.
Right behind the bike I found Moose tracks. One large, probably a cow, and these. A calf. That's probably what the bear was interested in. I don't think a Black Bear would stand a chance against a cow Moose protecting her calf.
I looked around a bit more and found these. A few days old.
This bear was a bit bigger. My shoe is a 9 1/2. I've seen tracks twice this size.
The Soapberries must be ripe. The bears eat them so fast they evidently forget to chew, so when they pass through, a lot of them are still Soapberries. Apparently gives them the runs too. Gives one a certain feeling of trepidation going down a road you haven't been down following all these tracks.
Beautiful dry riverbed to ride. Miles of it. Looks like the kids come out here to do some off road riding. I had it to myself
. No point in riding meekly. Might as well go Full Goose Bozo. If I fell, I figured that it would be better to die outright rather than just break a leg and wait for the bears to come shambling out of the woods. The thought added a certain frisson to the ride.
I was doin' 20 - 25 mph. Standing on the pedals. Lightly holding the bars. Squeezin' the trigger. Almost like surfing.
Put 75 miles on the bike. The new mounts held perfectly. I did notice that I've worn the friction roller about smooth where it hits the tire. I'll have to order another. Maybe I should order a smaller one. Might slow me down some.
On the ride home the motor started bogging and farting at speeds above 26. I remembered Bama's item about the muffler screen clogging at around 700 miles. Bet that's it. I'll deal with it tomorrow. Tonight I'll just kick back and let the rerun of today's ride cycle through my head. Thanks for letting me share it with you.