I posted a new video to the blog.  View it in HQ flash on the site, or download it to your mobile here or watch it on YouTube in HD here

New video

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Tuesday, August 2, 2011

Okay, so before we "dive" into that story, lets talk a little about the bike ride.  It was a pretty amazing ride after all.

Riders (from left to right): Joeseph, Petro, Tom, David, Wade, Coby (me taking the picture)

We rode the Crest from Scott's Bypass at the peak of Gardsmans pass down to the upper bigwater trail in Milcreek canyon Saturday July 30th, 2011.  We we got gathered up at my parents it was 330 and looking like we were going to get soaked; It was a 50% chance of "heavy rain".  I was a little apprehensive, considering what can happen with much lower chances of rain and from past experience (being hailed on and chased by thunderstorms) on this trail.  As we got up there is was looking iffy but looking closely at the storm clouds and checking in on radar via phone revealed that the storm was likely to pass right by us headed north east as we went due west.  The First thing you do when riding from Scots pass is climb slightly and then drop quickly as you head towards the saddle that takes you up puke hill.


From there its a pretty miserable ~1000 foot 2/3rds of a mile climb up puke hill to the ridge top.


Here is Coby and Petro Walking it.  I walked it, tom walked it, Joe walked it.  David and wade...did not.

Once you get to the top you ride a double track trail until you get to the single track that doesn't let up until the end.  The nice thing about this ride is that you really only climb twice, and never more than the first hill, then you descend.

Petro (left) and David (right) on one of the smaller climbs on the single track.

Taking a small break about 5 miles in.

So its more or less the same trail for the next little while; awesome view, amazing single track and clouds heading behind and away.  Things are looking good.


About half way in, just behind the Ninety Nine ninety lift (at 9990 feet elevation) is the sharks fin.  Called that because its a jagged outcropping of rock, just like a shark has. 

Tom walking the Sharks fin. (and not looking at what might be a cool explosion behind him)


Looking down into desolation late towards Golbers knob and Mt. Reymond (center and left of center)

Most people walk the sharks fin because much like a shark, its scary and misunderstood.  Dustin, Wade and John All conquered it; unlike a shark.  It was Dustin's umpteenth time, but wades first.  Good job wade, I've only done it once in my life.  Because I'm no lover of rock face.

After that its a short uphill ride through the quakies to the top point of the ride.  Its not actual the high point in the ride, but its the last time you will ride uphill. 


Its about here things start to go wrong for Wade.  

Coby, David and Joe went first with Tom and Petro shortly after.  Wade and I hung back because we wanted a clean shot at the downhill.  We decided that Wade would go first because his full suspension bike would cope with the numerous rock gardens we knew were up ahead better than my hardtail (David was on my full suspension).  As i rounded the corner on a particularly nasty looking spot...

I saw Wade on the ground about where his feet are mumbling something.  It sounded something like "oh, smit!" or "I spit" or something like that...  Having heard similar noises of distress in times previous I knew he really had a bad fall.

He apparently got hung up on the last set of rocks and decided to dive into the mountain, unsuccessfully.  We thought he might have broke his arm or bruised his spine so we called the doctor (David) to see what he thought. 

He hit pretty hard and was complaining about pain in his neck and back and a slight tingle in his fingers, also a pain in his arm.  we took a good long while there waiting to see if it would get better, tried David or Joe again (no luck) and gave wade the only medicine we had (Thanks to Tom for being prepared!) 400 mg of ibuprofen.  We decided that since there were no signs of a concussion and he seemed to be walking and talking just fine that the best course of action would be to cautiously and slowly continue riding down the mountain.  I went ahead to find Joe David and Coby to see if David had any advice we could phone back up to Wade, Tom and Petro.  We all met up at the top of milcreek saddle. 

Where we found some nice hikers which had 400 mg more of "Vitamin I" and combined with the Tylenol that Tom had (which I learned you can take with Ibuprofen) we had Wade pretty pumped full of drugs hoping it would help him cope down the mountain. 

The saddest part of the tail is obviously Wade's injury, but him missing out on the descent into Milcreek was only slightly less sad.  It helped that he had just ridden this ride a week earlier.  If you haven't done it, riding down into millcreek is almost spiritual. 

One of the many bridges on the descent into Milcreek canyon.  

One, if few, of the perks of the new pace we were going was the opportunity to take more pictures and video.  Something I'm usually not inclined to do on 2000 feet of uninterrupted downhill into bliss.  Wade made it down the trail alright, David and Joe talking to him the whole way to keep him focused on something besides his crash.

 Wade at the bottom.

When we got back Wade called Bri to let her know that he was injured biking with Pat...again.  After we got home Wade went to the hospital to check out his crash on the advice of his father in law, a doctor.


 Wade, after surgery
I wish I had the picture Bri took in the waiting room because it was a lot funnier than this one of him after a 6 hour Surgury to remove chunks for former neck from him.  Turns out that crash chipped a vertebra in his neck (c6) and one cracked one in the Thoracic to boot.

So Wade will be sporting this fashionable neck brace for the first 2 months of his newly adopted child's life.  That's right, Wade is going to be a dad, starting tomorrow!  Congrats buddy!  Sorry about your back, I guess you can't eat spicy foods for a while.  Here is hoping you get better soon and let us know what we can do to help you out.  Also, there was movie footage taken on this ride, it should be in in a few days.

So here is the plan for the crest. Meet at 230 at 7760 plum creek lane
sandy UT and we will drive up at 3. expect at least 2:30 hours of ride
time and the possibility of last minute cancellations for weather (the
weather forecast is looking like 50% heavy rain) if there is a
cancellation it will be sent out via the blog and mail list.

The crest, times dates and deets

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Saturday, July 30, 2011

I am checking to see if the email group i just set up works. If you
would like to join the email group, click on the link to the right

Test

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Wednesday, July 27, 2011

The crest is coming up this weekend and I am going to start needing an
accurate count of attendees for transportation reasons. So far; me,
dustin and wade (pending) are the only ones confirmed. I will have room
for up to 8 people total without arranging something else so please let
me know if you can make it. Email me @ pat.utrc@yahoo.com is you think
you will be able to make it. I can count at least 6 other people who
would like to come, so if that's you...let me know!

Petro, Wade, And the Rob's (my uncle and his friend) and I rode Flying dog last night and long story short; fun.  I still haven't figured out why its called flying dog but that's okay.

Click HERE for the MyTracks report and HERE to download the .kml for Google Earth

We started at 6 pm at the very bottom of the mountain behind the park city elementary school,  normally we would have started higher but they were resurfacing the streets in Jeremy Ranch so we couldn't.  All in all it added about 3 miles of trail but it was fun.

 As you can see from the profile, this ride is about one thing, climbing.

Starting in Bobs basin we climbed 450 feet before hitting the flying dog connector trail (the trail we normally would have started at).
From there it was another 850 feet to this point.
it was very green and the weather was beautiful.  We rode this road for about 200 yards before hitting the flying dog trail. 

The big rock you see was once half buried, peacefully enjoying being a rock when it was rudely jarred out of place by an errant toe.  The toe, for its part, broke under the might of this noble rock.  Nature; you scary.


Here is wade climbing through the wildflowers, near the top.


I would have more pictures to show you at this point, but in my stupid haste i deleted half of them.  So you will have to deal with the video which, thankfully, lives on a separate folder on the card so it wasn't oafishly erased.  Look above for the video, coming today or...Tuesday.

Flying dog

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Friday, July 22, 2011