It has been a month since returning from the most recent trip to the US. That’s 4 weeks to digest all the colours, flavours, energy and emotions that come from every foray into the wild world of the United States of America. For this write up I am picking my favorite part – Soft time Tour d’Idaho w. Friends – Not the official name but rather what I recall it as. It was a modified version of the Idaho section of the newly formed Wild West Route. Pioneers of fresh route from Bikepacking Roots!
Today is a hot one in southern Idaho, 90 degrees and rising. My partner, Skyler, and I are stopped for snacks under the few shaded bushes along a lonely dirt road.
We hear the tell-tale signs of a lonely car and a white-haired woman drive towards us. She slows down to approach us cautiously. Her window rolls down as the car stops and from inside we hear “There isn’t a road that goes through there.”
The Bicycle Quarterly team took on the beautiful Sawtooth Mountains with a Masi Speciale Randonneur and the Frances Farfarer trailer for issue 65. Here’s a preview video of what to expect in the latest issue.
Idahome: Bikepacking in God’s Country
Words by Aimee Gilchrist, photos noted in Gallery Captions
God’s Country Day 1: Captain’s Log
The pain felt like a feathery flame, arriving fierce and lacing itself into the layers of fibers in my quads. I bend over my bars to stretch and shake the lactic acid bath pooling in my legs. My chest strains to keep air in my lungs when it desperately wants to escape. I glance around to see if the others show similar conditions to help calm my mind. Although I had fared well earlier in the day when we were sticking to the fire roads, now the steep grade of this narrow, rutted trail has me feeling worked. I’m barely keeping my inner dialogue silenced. The steeper and higher we climb up the pass, the weaker my mental fortitude becomes.
David shared his video from touring Adventure Cycling’s Idaho Hot Springs route:
“In August 2017, I decided to ride my bike on a portion of the Idaho Hot Springs Mountain Bike Route with my tent and my fly-fishing rod. 6 days on a solo trip with as best memory: the total solar eclipse. A unique experience in which doubts and fatigue mixed with happiness, joy, and pride of having done something I dreamed about.”