Well this weekend I dropped my Connie...TWICE I had both my first and 2nd drop occur within 24 hours after riding for over 2 years without incident.
I was meeting some friends to go camping at Whiskey Gulch, AK and was warned it was a dirt road. I've done my fair share of off road riding I thought and if I got uncomfortable I could just stop and turn around. Well it turns out I couldn't stop and my connie just plowed down the hill ever so slowly until she tipped. I righted her and made it down the hill then decided I would just meetup with my friends and deal with getting back up the hill in the morning.
They told me they always take the last campsite on the right... a location which apparently has grown further and further over the years well passed the established site. Each time I think "They are just over there, I can make it." I made it all the way to campsite (1.5 miles) before I needed a push to get out of the rocks and to solid ground.
The next morning I tried to be more strategic and walked the trail to find a route I was pretty comfortable with but I still got stuck when I was transitioning from gravel to grass. I tried to get a kickstand down and couldn't but she seemed so stable buried in the rocks so I quit. Well just as I had enlisted help to get her out she went crashing down.
Again just a little push and I got her righted. Then a push from my friends and I was on my way. A mile and half I went getting stared at by all the folks in their 4x4s and 4-wheelers wondering what the hell is that crazy lady doing here with that bike. Proud I survived my stupidity and won't be doing it again - at least until July (Deadhorse or bust)
Map
The hill
The trail
Stuck
Dropped (May 28th, 11:15am)
And now some mud
The hill
Approximate location of first drop (May 27, 3:30pm)
And now some pictures about why I did it:
I was meeting some friends to go camping at Whiskey Gulch, AK and was warned it was a dirt road. I've done my fair share of off road riding I thought and if I got uncomfortable I could just stop and turn around. Well it turns out I couldn't stop and my connie just plowed down the hill ever so slowly until she tipped. I righted her and made it down the hill then decided I would just meetup with my friends and deal with getting back up the hill in the morning.
They told me they always take the last campsite on the right... a location which apparently has grown further and further over the years well passed the established site. Each time I think "They are just over there, I can make it." I made it all the way to campsite (1.5 miles) before I needed a push to get out of the rocks and to solid ground.
The next morning I tried to be more strategic and walked the trail to find a route I was pretty comfortable with but I still got stuck when I was transitioning from gravel to grass. I tried to get a kickstand down and couldn't but she seemed so stable buried in the rocks so I quit. Well just as I had enlisted help to get her out she went crashing down.
Again just a little push and I got her righted. Then a push from my friends and I was on my way. A mile and half I went getting stared at by all the folks in their 4x4s and 4-wheelers wondering what the hell is that crazy lady doing here with that bike. Proud I survived my stupidity and won't be doing it again - at least until July (Deadhorse or bust)
Map
The hill
The trail
Stuck
Dropped (May 28th, 11:15am)
And now some mud
The hill
Approximate location of first drop (May 27, 3:30pm)
And now some pictures about why I did it: