My friends are working their way through the CT in 2 and 3 day efforts due to work and knees. Yesterday they were going to finish Segment 8 (Copper to Cooper) after a departure on Saturday. I offered to stage their car from Copper to Cooper. Rather than take two vehicles requiring another shuttle driver to do the shuttle, I took my bike and rode the CT segment 'backwards' from the way most people would ride it.
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An awesome, unique high alpine ride to over 12,000 ft but a steep and loose finish. Near Copper Mountain, Colorado.
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Of course I started with a wrong turn right out of the trailhead and started south on Segment 9 until I realized it wasn't the railroad grade that I had anticipated. I back tracked and started out on Segment 8. The railroad bed was really pleasant and I had my mojo going until the trail ended in some swampy muck and I knew I must have missed a turn. So back
again, fortunately on railroad grade. I found the missed turn and took it.
The first few miles were downhill and level until they weren't. Lovely single track.
The fall colors are beginning. Also the AQI was on its way to 185. The day before it didn't exceed 30. What a difference a day makes.
I met my friends at Camp Hale and gave them the key to their car.
Camp Hale
Then the trail started to climb.
This waterfall had a nice bridge to cross the stream and a nice vantage point for the photo.
Up...
and up...
and up...
then up some more...
to the height of land, which I believe was the highest point attained at 12,289. I took frequent stops and walked a lot of the up. It was loose gravelly terrain that even if it had been tacky single track would have taxed me riding the whole thing. As I walked past a pair of couples a guy quipped 'I thought you were supposed to be riding that.' A few moments too late I realized the perfect retort of 'Sometimes you have to put down the hammer and pick up the screwdriver.'
A snack break at the height of land.
I got up to ride and looked around only to see this lone horse down in the high alpine meadow. I have no clue why he was up there.
I heard the bleating of sheep, which I had been told were on Searle Pass long before I could see them through the haze.
They are hard to make out in this image, but they are in the distant meadow.
Poor exposure, but a zoom shot of the sheep. They look like rocks until you click into the picture for a larger image.
The trail down and Janet's Cabin.
Beautiful scenery on the way down.
I had been following a trail of horse manure from Janet's on down. I finally met the beasts when I reached Copper. There was a team of about 6 horses and riders, with a couple or three pack mules. They were a bow-hunting (presumably guided) group. From 100 feet away I got their attention and asked to pass at a place that was convenient to them. The ambled on a bit and pulled over. I got off my bike to walk past them and one horse shifted just as I reached his hind end. I got a boost of adrenaline from that that got me back to my truck just that much quicker.
I used almost 140 ounces of water, 4 clementines, half a baggie of cashews, a quarter baggie of dried mango and a RxBar to make it up and over Kokomo and Searle passes.
To give you an idea of what AQI 185 looks like (above). Normal (below)