Vacation time.
That's what I'm living on right now. Vacation time. Stay-cation in the parlance
of the ad-makers and trend setters. Staying home. Relaxing. Running. Biking.
Not getting too worked up about anything much.
It's been a good run
so far. A week and a half in to a two week respite. I've gotten in some good
runs and some good rides. I've been able to continue coaching the next
generation of dirtbag cyclists on the fine art of blasting through the berms
and hucking the jumps when the jumps come there way.
On Saturday, the
4th, I woke up around noon after a long day of straining water with my dipnet
in Kenai on Friday, catching next to nothing, and decided I wanted to go for a
long ride. I needed to clear my head of some thoughts that were threatening to
drown me and I knew that a straight trail ride wouldn't cut it. I needed
something a bit more painful to focus my thoughts not on the existential crises
brewing in my head, but instead on the physical pain of long, hard miles.
In pursuit of this
goal, I loaded up the hydration pack with water and a couple of pre-packaged
Rice Krispy treats and started out the door, climbing from my house and towards
Hatcher Pass. The goal and route was only loosely defined: Go up. Decide what to
do when up far enough.
This is a general
route I've taken a few times in the past. Once all the way to the mine. A few
times just to Archangel road. A few times over to Government Peak Rec Area.
I like the road bits
of this ride. They are comfortable even though the road is narrow and heavily
traveled. There are generally enough cyclists that ride the road that the road
users are aware of us being there. The traffic due to the holiday was a bit heavier
than usual, but still not bothersome.
At first I thought I
might try going up and over the pass and then taking some of the ATV trails
back to town. That plan hatched while I was still sub 1000 feet of elevation.
By 2000 I was thinking I'd just head up to the mine, maybe hike up to Gold Cord lake, and then head back down. By
3000 feet I figured I'd take a right at Gold Mint and ride that trail out and
back a ways before heading back down the mountain.
In the end I went up
a bit further - Archangel Road to the Reed Lakes trail where I rode the mile
and a half open to bikes before turning around and heading back towards home.
While riding,
though, I got to thinking about omniterra and one bike to rule them all. I feel
like I beat this dead horse time and time again, but I am constantly amazed by
where and how I end up riding my bike and how if I were to have a different
bike for every type of riding I do, I'd not have the adventures I do because
the machine would limit my imagination and ride.
I've said it before
and I'll say it again, I must have a bike that can adapt to whatever I decide
to throw at it on a given ride. Road, gravel, single track, light downhill -
you name it. I am not a planner. I head out and see where the wind takes me. Fatties
have allowed me to do this more than any other bike has. And the Pugsley, I
hate to say it, has been the shining light in this omniterra pursuit. Well,
I've only ridden two fatties - the Pugs and a Trek Farley, but between the two,
the Pugs has proven to be the more capable ride for my style of riding. The
Trek was fun once I got used to it. Fun on trails. Riding mad miles on pavement
was brutal on that bike. The gearing was certainly trail-centric. I like 2x10
drive trains, but when riding roads it is awesome to have a big old 44 up
front.
Some days I do
wonder if the idea of omniterra, of one bike to rule them all is catching on,
if I am the patient zero for the movement, or what. No, I know I'm not the
first to approach riding like this. Not by a long shot. I haven't been riding
long enough to be the leader of any type of movement. But it seems that I see
more and more often articles and blog posts about going simple. About getting
rid of the garage full of bikes in favor of one bike.
In fact, in this
month's issue of Bicycling magazine the cover story is all about a guy who has
gone from racer to dirtbag and how happy he is. Surly today posted a similar
type of story about another dude who's just living the dream with one bike and
not much more.
What strikes me
about this situation right now is this: Bicycling has this article about
simplifying while at the same time reviewing a string of bikes for their
editors' choice awards and not a single one of the bikes is under 2500 dollars
and the one that came closest to that 2.5k mark was constantly referred to in
terms of being "amazing for this price point."
Of course Surly is
trying to sell bikes and products, too. So is the idea of going dirtbag, of
being simple and having a single bike to rule them all just a new trend,
something that the hip riders will profess on the surface while continuing to
curate their personal museum of bikes specific to riding situations?
Hell, does any of
that matter?
Of course it
doesn't.
What matters is that
we all get out there and ride. Whether we have a 10,000 dollar uber-bike or a
300 dollar Wally World special, what matters is that we are out in the world
riding. It makes the world a better place, a happier place.
And for the readers
who are lucky enough to be in the MatSu Valley - here is a helpful hint: There
are some new single track trails in the MatSu greenbelt system that are
freaking amazing fun to ride! Fast, curvy, challenging and just flat out fast.
Come check 'em out!
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