|Left Hand Canyon--September, 2013|
The state of Colorado experienced record rains and horrible flooding in September last year. The photo above is one I posted shortly following the floods, showing where the swollen river had washed away the road in Lefthand Canyon. Roads in the flood areas were temporarily repaired and open prior to Christmas, and work has continued to improve and repair the communities ravaged by the flooding.
A couple of weeks ago, I took a break from the kitchen remodel I am currently working on, and went out for a ride. My original thought was to head up north to Ft. Collins and ride around the back roads, but I found myself riding through Boulder, heading towards Lyons instead. As I passed the town of Crestview, I began wondering how the small towns were coming along, and I made a left at Lefthand Canyon Dr.
|Josh and our friend Doug Sager in front of Tommyknocker Brew Pub, Idaho Springs, CO.|
We stopped for a bite in Idaho Springs at the Tommyknocker Brew Pub--I had to have the nachos! For some inexplicable reason, I am drawn to ridiculously high-piled plates of chips, beans, salsa, and cheese--mmmmmmmm....
As we sat chatting, out the window I noticed a couple walking across the street, as though to come in. They made a quick detour to look at the bikes, then came into the restaurant. As I watched them, I wondered which bike he was looking at, or if he was just pondering the sight of two dual sports and a cruiser, all obviously traveling together. When the couple came in, the man noticed us and our gear and came over to the table.
"Who is riding the BMW?"
Somewhat surprised, I said I was. He smiled a big, broad smile and punched me affectionately in the shoulder, saying, "Keep on riding!"
Josh and Doug sat stunned as they walked away. I started laughing and they joined in. Eventually the guy came back to the table to inform us that the V-Strom was pretty cool too. Doug pouted, and we laughed even harder. That guy, and the ride of course, made my day.
We left Idaho Springs with me in the lead, fueling up the cruiser just in case, and rode the highway that takes people to the Mt. Evans road. That is another stunningly beautiful road to ride, full of fun twists and turns. It was blissfully empty of cars for which I was thankful as we headed down the backside into Bergen Park. It was clear that although it was 80 degrees--Spring--in Denver, it was still winter up there. The roads were still heavily sanded through the corners for snow, and in some places,the snow came so far out into the road that our lane was down to being less than 3' wide.
As we dropped further down the mountain, the temperature again warmed, and we turned to head through Evergreen and Morrison and on to home. It was a great day, and I was so happy to finally get a chance to ride with my friend Doug before he headed out, once again, to live his rock 'n roll lifestyle.