The day after wrecking my husband's bike, I walk into Over the Edge Sports bike shop in Fruita to pick up my rental, thinking I'll be renting some crappy old hard tail. No. There it is, a Rocky Mountain full suspension with disc brakes. It's all shiny and cute and most importantly dark green...
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Once again I'm sitting on my husbands' beat up Specialized Rock Hopper mountain bike. Why? Seriously. Why? I guess it's the camaraderie found on two-wheels. We're heading out on the trail near Fruita, Colorado, and once again I'm the second to last rider amongst a bike posse of 14. Rolling over the bits of...
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Mountain biking on Antelope Island is like riding on another planet. The strange landscape, covered in rocks over a billion years old, surrounded by a dead, salt filled lake, is an other-worldly place to pedal a bike. This fact alone is reason enough to make the drive to the Great Salt Lake and explore...
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My search for mountain bike shoes that are tight yet comfortable is at an end. The Pearl Izumi X-Alp Enduro bike shoes have everything I wanted for cruising the trails of Utah. Stiff plates for rigidity while pedaling? Check. Lightweight? Check. Breathable? Check. Deep soles for easy walking? Check. A way to ratchet down...
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The Hole-in-the-Rock Road near Escalante, Utah, is the route used in 1879 by Mormon pioneers on the way to settle the Four Corners region. Huge cliffs descending to the Colorado River blocked the way, so they blasted a slot through the rock where wagons could be lowered 1,000 feet down the the canyon bottom....
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The Bobsled, a wild descent from the Bonneville Shoreline Trail, is a semi-technical series of rutted single track, stream beds, banking turns, jumps, obstacles, low-hanging branches, and several abandoned cars. Any mountain biker will tell you it's is the only way to ride down between City Creek Canyon and Dry Creek as Bobsled is...
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The morning of the fourth day on the White Rim Trail broke clear and sunny. The horrible wind that plagued us the day before was gone, but the storm left cold air behind. We dusted ourselves off, packed up, ate breakfast and started biking the last leg of our trip.
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The warm weather and sunny skies were gone when we emerged from our tents on the morning of the third day on the White Rim Trail. It was overcast and the wind was not promising an easy ride. Keeping a positive attitude, and the hope that the weather would clear up later in the...
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On the second day, the longest stretch lay before us. There was 28 miles to ride, split by the steepest hill on the trail, Murphy's Hogback. The morning started out clear and sunny, and with the Hogback in mind, we loaded up on a big breakfast before packing up and heading out.
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The first day on the White Rim Trail started out freezing cold. The ground around the Island in the Sky Visitor Center was covered in snow, and a sharp wind was blowing across the top of the mesa. We bundled up in ski coats and gloves, and rode our bikes down the Shafer Trail...
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