
In the continuing effort to bring you video tours of Salida’s mountain bike trails, it is with great pleasure I present a look what I’m pretty sure is the biggest loop you can do on a bike on the Methodist Mountain side of Salida.
Continue readingIn the continuing effort to bring you video tours of Salida’s mountain bike trails, it is with great pleasure I present a look what I’m pretty sure is the biggest loop you can do on a bike on the Methodist Mountain side of Salida.
Continue readingIn 28 years of riding and racing I’ve pretty much ridden every kind of trail imaginable: ledgy limestone, chunky granite, desert sand, gnarly roots, soft loam. In terms of mountain biking, there isn’t much I haven’t seen.
Continue readingA couple of weeks ago, while the high mountains were in less than ideal condition for skiing and the local trails were too soupy from snowmelt for mountain biking, I headed up into the network of gravel roads in the Arkansas Hills for some random exploring.
Continue readingTo this point in my life, I’ve resisted the temptation to buy a GoPro. Several reasons.
Continue readingIt’s a secret we don’t normally share with out-of-staters but one of the things we love most about Salida is its mellow climate. Typically in winter, while the mountains — the mountains we can see from our living room window — are getting buried in snow, down here in the valley we’re basking in sunshine. Don’t tell anyone.
Continue readingMid-November. Still too early to ski. And while the higher-altitude trails are beginning to be snowed in, here in town the riding is great.
Continue readingAh, fall in Colorado. Seeing the days slowly getting shorter and feeling the nights gradually getting cooler. Saying goodbye to the hiking and biking of summer and anticipating the skiing of winter. Time to downshift, kick back, and take it slow while nature works on changing its pallet from green and gold to green and white.
Continue readingPikes Peak — America’s Mountain, America the Beautiful, purple mountain majesties and all that. Something I’ve been wanting to do for some time is to ride it. With summer starting to wind down, it occurred to me that I better get cracking if I was going to do it this year.
Continue readingThe town I grew up in, Cañon City, is on the Front Range about an hour east of Salida. It’s 60 twisting, turning miles down the Arkansas River through Big Horn Sheep canyon. Growing up, we called this stretch of Highway 50 “the River Road”.
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