[RBW] Re: Weekend s24o report - Waist deep swamp! Poison Ivy! Bloody and Bruised!
That's awesome. No comparison to all the Rapha and we suffered tall tales, just the real thing. Andy Cheatham PIttsburgh On Monday, August 10, 2015 at 12:04:54 PM UTC-4, Mark Reimer wrote: So this weekend I had an opportunity to head out on a quick s24o with my two friends Graham and Jason. We decided we'd head out on Saturday toward a lovely Provincial Park about 40km outside of the city. We met at Graham's house at 7:30pm. On my way there, I took my usual route along a bit of single track along the banks of the Red River. En route, I passed four 'bros' snorting cocaine off a frisbee together. I have to say, that was a 'first'. I arrived while Graham was finishing packing up. He had just hooked up a 'suicide shifter' for his front derailleur, located on the seat tube. He was pretty excited about it. https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-2iOGpyPnJ9k/VcjFSvPCknI/Ly4/zL1h_grfO4E/s1600/_DSC4501.jpg Jason showed up shortly after and we hit the road. On the way we found a series of pallets setup for an excavator. It made for a pretty fun diversion. https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-da2PhrR0drg/VcjFon1VO8I/LzA/evn7RQiqEwc/s1600/_DSC4504.jpg We zigzagged around a number of new-to-me river trails until we were out of the city. As we made our way across the prairies we were treated to a beautiful sunset. https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-EoHzGe5Bhps/VcjGBwuf4-I/LzI/kwq4Yy0mizM/s1600/_DSC4510.jpg https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-m4VWnXYqhDs/VcjGOXcat1I/LzQ/SB2EKIuDPxo/s1600/_DSC4515.jpg As the sun set, the bugs came out. And they came like a plague. There were so man mosquitoes that the idea of camping seemed ludicrous. So after consulting a map, we decided we'd make for a small wooden warming shack in the far corner of the park that is typically used as a warming station of snowmobiles and skiers. I'd been to cabins like this before and they're usually pretty nice - wood stove, stack of fire wood, sometimes even an outhouse. It sounded like a great plan. So we hit the park trails in the dark and went hunting for the cabin. It started well. The trail had knee-high grass as it wasn't used in summer (was a dedicated snowmobile trail), but the ground was quite smooth. We descended for about 20 minutes, which made me nervous. It's a boggy part of the country, and going down means getting wet. Sure enough, the trail got a bit mushy. Then really mushy. My headlight suddenly hit something that reflected the light back up into the trees. Crap - the trail disappeared into a bog! We couldn't see how far it went, and any time spent standing around would result in hoards of mosquitoes attacking us, so we said screw it and pedalled full speed into the water. Thankfully it ended 20 feet later around the corner and the ground was hard enough to ride. We hit a few of these water sections, some of which were too deep to ride and required carrying our bikes across to avoid water getting into our bearings. Half an hour later and a good bit of fumbling around in the woods, we found the cabin. We celebrated our victory, hung our shoes up to dry and passed around a few beers. Tomorrow we'd try to finish the trail and ride home. https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-vFjfcRcx4QE/VcjH4yEaRCI/Lzc/Orly3gOy17o/s1600/_DSC4520.jpg We woke up to a warm sunny morning and the sounds of squirrels running around the roof of the cabin. Jason had got up at 5am to ride to work for 7 (bummer!) and had taken a trail directly to the highway outside the park. So it was just Graham and I left to finish the trail. https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-YfSnmOS3RAo/VcjIf4U6kHI/Lzk/egfQqirsqQ4/s1600/_DSC4526.jpg We hit the trail and were immediately into the marsh again. https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-DU8M1ppVNCc/VcjI90QoJqI/Lzs/II9zPlom67k/s1600/_DSC4531.jpg We can do this, I thought. It's just wet boots. However, soon enough we hit *The Bog*. This was a whole new obstacle - the trail ended and there was about 75 yards of water and reeds. Keep in mind, this trail is meant for winter, so it was built with no regard to water crossings. There is nothing that bugs me as much as being forced to turn back, so thinking to myself What Would Manny Do, I took a few exploratory steps into *The Bog. * https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-dCKCqgHdkHI/VcjJpQbhLHI/Lz0/weZnwcJJn6E/s1600/IMG_2685.JPG.jpeg The ground was mushy and it was deep. Soon I had to shoulder my bike to keep it out of the water, but I pushed on. About half way, I suddenly my left foot sank up to my knee in mud, and continued to slowly sink. This was NOT good. My Atlantis was heavy and pushing me down, and I had my iPhone and dSLR in my basket. I struggled to find some thick reads to use as a better footing with my right foot. I tried to pull my left foot out but it was not
[RBW] Re: Weekend s24o report - Waist deep swamp! Poison Ivy! Bloody and Bruised!
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[RBW] Re: Weekend s24o report - Waist deep swamp! Poison Ivy! Bloody and Bruised!
Mark, I think you need guys either need way fatter tires, or these bike pontoon boats if you're going to go biking Canadian bogs! http://www.bikerumor.com/2012/12/12/found-akwakat-turns-your-mountain-bike-into-a-pontoon-boat/ John -- You received this message because you are subscribed to the Google Groups RBW Owners Bunch group. To unsubscribe from this group and stop receiving emails from it, send an email to rbw-owners-bunch+unsubscr...@googlegroups.com. To post to this group, send email to rbw-owners-bunch@googlegroups.com. Visit this group at http://groups.google.com/group/rbw-owners-bunch. For more options, visit https://groups.google.com/d/optout.
[RBW] Re: Weekend s24o report - Waist deep swamp! Poison Ivy! Bloody and Bruised!
Great story, Mark! Bearings are one thing, but were there any issues with your dynamo hub post-dip? Bob E -- You received this message because you are subscribed to the Google Groups RBW Owners Bunch group. To unsubscribe from this group and stop receiving emails from it, send an email to rbw-owners-bunch+unsubscr...@googlegroups.com. To post to this group, send email to rbw-owners-bunch@googlegroups.com. Visit this group at http://groups.google.com/group/rbw-owners-bunch. For more options, visit https://groups.google.com/d/optout.
[RBW] Re: Weekend s24o report - Waist deep swamp! Poison Ivy! Bloody and Bruised!
Way to hang in there! Thanks for the pics and the story! Memories you all will have to share forever! I'm sure this would of made Patrick's Favorite ride list and he would of had pics of the muck and reeds stuck on the bike and a big grin, while toking on his pipe ,had he done the ride. On Monday, August 10, 2015 at 12:00:46 PM UTC-6, Deacon Patrick wrote: Awesome! With abandon, Patrick -- You received this message because you are subscribed to the Google Groups RBW Owners Bunch group. To unsubscribe from this group and stop receiving emails from it, send an email to rbw-owners-bunch+unsubscr...@googlegroups.com. To post to this group, send email to rbw-owners-bunch@googlegroups.com. Visit this group at http://groups.google.com/group/rbw-owners-bunch. For more options, visit https://groups.google.com/d/optout.
[RBW] Re: Weekend s24o report - Waist deep swamp! Poison Ivy! Bloody and Bruised!
Sounds good! On Monday, August 10, 2015 at 9:04:54 AM UTC-7, Mark Reimer wrote: So this weekend I had an opportunity to head out on a quick s24o with my two friends Graham and Jason. We decided we'd head out on Saturday toward a lovely Provincial Park about 40km outside of the city. We met at Graham's house at 7:30pm. On my way there, I took my usual route along a bit of single track along the banks of the Red River. En route, I passed four 'bros' snorting cocaine off a frisbee together. I have to say, that was a 'first'. I arrived while Graham was finishing packing up. He had just hooked up a 'suicide shifter' for his front derailleur, located on the seat tube. He was pretty excited about it. https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-2iOGpyPnJ9k/VcjFSvPCknI/Ly4/zL1h_grfO4E/s1600/_DSC4501.jpg Jason showed up shortly after and we hit the road. On the way we found a series of pallets setup for an excavator. It made for a pretty fun diversion. https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-da2PhrR0drg/VcjFon1VO8I/LzA/evn7RQiqEwc/s1600/_DSC4504.jpg We zigzagged around a number of new-to-me river trails until we were out of the city. As we made our way across the prairies we were treated to a beautiful sunset. https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-EoHzGe5Bhps/VcjGBwuf4-I/LzI/kwq4Yy0mizM/s1600/_DSC4510.jpg https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-m4VWnXYqhDs/VcjGOXcat1I/LzQ/SB2EKIuDPxo/s1600/_DSC4515.jpg As the sun set, the bugs came out. And they came like a plague. There were so man mosquitoes that the idea of camping seemed ludicrous. So after consulting a map, we decided we'd make for a small wooden warming shack in the far corner of the park that is typically used as a warming station of snowmobiles and skiers. I'd been to cabins like this before and they're usually pretty nice - wood stove, stack of fire wood, sometimes even an outhouse. It sounded like a great plan. So we hit the park trails in the dark and went hunting for the cabin. It started well. The trail had knee-high grass as it wasn't used in summer (was a dedicated snowmobile trail), but the ground was quite smooth. We descended for about 20 minutes, which made me nervous. It's a boggy part of the country, and going down means getting wet. Sure enough, the trail got a bit mushy. Then really mushy. My headlight suddenly hit something that reflected the light back up into the trees. Crap - the trail disappeared into a bog! We couldn't see how far it went, and any time spent standing around would result in hoards of mosquitoes attacking us, so we said screw it and pedalled full speed into the water. Thankfully it ended 20 feet later around the corner and the ground was hard enough to ride. We hit a few of these water sections, some of which were too deep to ride and required carrying our bikes across to avoid water getting into our bearings. Half an hour later and a good bit of fumbling around in the woods, we found the cabin. We celebrated our victory, hung our shoes up to dry and passed around a few beers. Tomorrow we'd try to finish the trail and ride home. https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-vFjfcRcx4QE/VcjH4yEaRCI/Lzc/Orly3gOy17o/s1600/_DSC4520.jpg We woke up to a warm sunny morning and the sounds of squirrels running around the roof of the cabin. Jason had got up at 5am to ride to work for 7 (bummer!) and had taken a trail directly to the highway outside the park. So it was just Graham and I left to finish the trail. https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-YfSnmOS3RAo/VcjIf4U6kHI/Lzk/egfQqirsqQ4/s1600/_DSC4526.jpg We hit the trail and were immediately into the marsh again. https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-DU8M1ppVNCc/VcjI90QoJqI/Lzs/II9zPlom67k/s1600/_DSC4531.jpg We can do this, I thought. It's just wet boots. However, soon enough we hit *The Bog*. This was a whole new obstacle - the trail ended and there was about 75 yards of water and reeds. Keep in mind, this trail is meant for winter, so it was built with no regard to water crossings. There is nothing that bugs me as much as being forced to turn back, so thinking to myself What Would Manny Do, I took a few exploratory steps into *The Bog. * https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-dCKCqgHdkHI/VcjJpQbhLHI/Lz0/weZnwcJJn6E/s1600/IMG_2685.JPG.jpeg The ground was mushy and it was deep. Soon I had to shoulder my bike to keep it out of the water, but I pushed on. About half way, I suddenly my left foot sank up to my knee in mud, and continued to slowly sink. This was NOT good. My Atlantis was heavy and pushing me down, and I had my iPhone and dSLR in my basket. I struggled to find some thick reads to use as a better footing with my right foot. I tried to pull my left foot out but it was not happening. It was like the ground was sucking me down. Graham had waited near the bog entrance to see how things
Re: [RBW] Re: Weekend s24o report - Waist deep swamp! Poison Ivy! Bloody and Bruised!
I had wondered what might happen after that... but the light is still shining as usual, so it seems to be fine! On Mon, Aug 10, 2015 at 1:39 PM, Bob Ehrenbeck reeh...@gmail.com wrote: Great story, Mark! Bearings are one thing, but were there any issues with your dynamo hub post-dip? Bob E -- You received this message because you are subscribed to a topic in the Google Groups RBW Owners Bunch group. To unsubscribe from this topic, visit https://groups.google.com/d/topic/rbw-owners-bunch/8oSHHgS7KTw/unsubscribe . To unsubscribe from this group and all its topics, send an email to rbw-owners-bunch+unsubscr...@googlegroups.com. To post to this group, send email to rbw-owners-bunch@googlegroups.com. Visit this group at http://groups.google.com/group/rbw-owners-bunch. For more options, visit https://groups.google.com/d/optout. -- You received this message because you are subscribed to the Google Groups RBW Owners Bunch group. To unsubscribe from this group and stop receiving emails from it, send an email to rbw-owners-bunch+unsubscr...@googlegroups.com. To post to this group, send email to rbw-owners-bunch@googlegroups.com. Visit this group at http://groups.google.com/group/rbw-owners-bunch. For more options, visit https://groups.google.com/d/optout.
[RBW] Re: Weekend s24o report - Waist deep swamp! Poison Ivy! Bloody and Bruised!
Now that's a proper adventure. And to think you managed to pull it off by riding out your back door. No long plane rides to Alaska or South America. Brilliant. One of my touring buds often says there is plenty of adventure close to home if we just look for it. Oh, and thanks for the photos. No wonder the mossies are so thick. dougP On Monday, August 10, 2015 at 9:04:54 AM UTC-7, Mark Reimer wrote: So this weekend I had an opportunity to head out on a quick s24o with my two friends Graham and Jason. We decided we'd head out on Saturday toward a lovely Provincial Park about 40km outside of the city. We met at Graham's house at 7:30pm. On my way there, I took my usual route along a bit of single track along the banks of the Red River. En route, I passed four 'bros' snorting cocaine off a frisbee together. I have to say, that was a 'first'. I arrived while Graham was finishing packing up. He had just hooked up a 'suicide shifter' for his front derailleur, located on the seat tube. He was pretty excited about it. https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-2iOGpyPnJ9k/VcjFSvPCknI/Ly4/zL1h_grfO4E/s1600/_DSC4501.jpg Jason showed up shortly after and we hit the road. On the way we found a series of pallets setup for an excavator. It made for a pretty fun diversion. https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-da2PhrR0drg/VcjFon1VO8I/LzA/evn7RQiqEwc/s1600/_DSC4504.jpg We zigzagged around a number of new-to-me river trails until we were out of the city. As we made our way across the prairies we were treated to a beautiful sunset. https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-EoHzGe5Bhps/VcjGBwuf4-I/LzI/kwq4Yy0mizM/s1600/_DSC4510.jpg https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-m4VWnXYqhDs/VcjGOXcat1I/LzQ/SB2EKIuDPxo/s1600/_DSC4515.jpg As the sun set, the bugs came out. And they came like a plague. There were so man mosquitoes that the idea of camping seemed ludicrous. So after consulting a map, we decided we'd make for a small wooden warming shack in the far corner of the park that is typically used as a warming station of snowmobiles and skiers. I'd been to cabins like this before and they're usually pretty nice - wood stove, stack of fire wood, sometimes even an outhouse. It sounded like a great plan. So we hit the park trails in the dark and went hunting for the cabin. It started well. The trail had knee-high grass as it wasn't used in summer (was a dedicated snowmobile trail), but the ground was quite smooth. We descended for about 20 minutes, which made me nervous. It's a boggy part of the country, and going down means getting wet. Sure enough, the trail got a bit mushy. Then really mushy. My headlight suddenly hit something that reflected the light back up into the trees. Crap - the trail disappeared into a bog! We couldn't see how far it went, and any time spent standing around would result in hoards of mosquitoes attacking us, so we said screw it and pedalled full speed into the water. Thankfully it ended 20 feet later around the corner and the ground was hard enough to ride. We hit a few of these water sections, some of which were too deep to ride and required carrying our bikes across to avoid water getting into our bearings. Half an hour later and a good bit of fumbling around in the woods, we found the cabin. We celebrated our victory, hung our shoes up to dry and passed around a few beers. Tomorrow we'd try to finish the trail and ride home. https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-vFjfcRcx4QE/VcjH4yEaRCI/Lzc/Orly3gOy17o/s1600/_DSC4520.jpg We woke up to a warm sunny morning and the sounds of squirrels running around the roof of the cabin. Jason had got up at 5am to ride to work for 7 (bummer!) and had taken a trail directly to the highway outside the park. So it was just Graham and I left to finish the trail. https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-YfSnmOS3RAo/VcjIf4U6kHI/Lzk/egfQqirsqQ4/s1600/_DSC4526.jpg We hit the trail and were immediately into the marsh again. https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-DU8M1ppVNCc/VcjI90QoJqI/Lzs/II9zPlom67k/s1600/_DSC4531.jpg We can do this, I thought. It's just wet boots. However, soon enough we hit *The Bog*. This was a whole new obstacle - the trail ended and there was about 75 yards of water and reeds. Keep in mind, this trail is meant for winter, so it was built with no regard to water crossings. There is nothing that bugs me as much as being forced to turn back, so thinking to myself What Would Manny Do, I took a few exploratory steps into *The Bog. * https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-dCKCqgHdkHI/VcjJpQbhLHI/Lz0/weZnwcJJn6E/s1600/IMG_2685.JPG.jpeg The ground was mushy and it was deep. Soon I had to shoulder my bike to keep it out of the water, but I pushed on. About half way, I suddenly my left foot sank up to my knee in mud, and continued to slowly sink. This was NOT good. My
