bicycling

Kettle Valley Rail and Wine Trail

Penticton area grapes on the Kettle Valley Rail TrailThe Kettle Valley Rail Trail isn’t all remote mountain views and trestles; we rode beside grapevines and past winery doors on a section from Penticton to cute little Naramata. I liked Naramata, lovely by the lake, but also because it reminded me of Australian names, many of which end with …ata, sometimes …atta. Homesick for Australian wine country again. In British Columbia Wine CountryWe didn’t buy a lot of British Columbia wines, partly because we would have to pay for any in excess of two each, and because of the premium prices. In general the wines we tasted were not as complex as in other areas we’ve visited, but the good ones are really quite good. It’s a little disturbing to see that boutique wineries are turning to various gimmicks to get tasters in, and then sometimes charging exorbitant tasting fees.I fear the focus is more on theater than winemaking. So it’s best to pass on the flash and go to the wineries who show a focus on the grapes and the wines. We’re looking forward to getting back to the Willamette Valley in Oregon.

Big Wheel Virgin

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Claire shot this from her Big Wheel during the Urban Assault Ride in Tucson. This was my VERY FIRST ride on a Big Wheel! I was born too early. I loved it! We rode it as a team and didn’t win. Ha!

Ghost Town and San Rafael Valley Bike Loop

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A group of Tucson cycling friends rode a loop from Patagonia to the U.S. Mexico border and back to Patagonia recently. The loop is 50 miles, about 40 of it on dirt roads. It takes in mining ghost towns nestled in oak covered hills, and a broad expanse of high grassland ranches.

Border Fence Halfway through the ride, we visited the border and inspected the relatively new vehicle barrier fence. It is made up of cut and welded railroad ties and rolls across the undulating valley like a row of carefully placed pick-up jacks.

I like that it stops vehicles, capable of carrying large loads of drugs or illegals, without hindering the free flow of wildlife.

Cyclists at Border Barrier

The route is on Forest Service roads, very well maintained, but a challenge for some with skinnier tires. A road bike would not survive the trip, but two cross bikes did fine. There was one tire casualty. We rode Zippy, our touring tandem without difficulty.

Bicyclists in the San Rafael Valley of Arizona

This ride gives the workout of a longer ride on paved roads, with the upper body workout of a non-technical mountain bike ride, the best of both worlds. There is almost no traffic and the silence is a welcome change from city riding. cyclists in the San Rafael ValleyThe San Rafael Valley is surrounded by mountain ranges: Patagonia Mountains on the west, Canelo Hills on the northwest, and the Santa Rita Mountains to the north.

This is the West  of imagination, the Marlboro Man leaning on his saddle horn surveying his herd. The valley is a favorite movie location.

Tracy and his bear and our panda, Lucky The route climbs steadily into the Patagonia mountains in the Coronado National Forest.

The graded dirt road passes through or near the ghost towns (not all are abandoned) of Hershaw, Washington Camp, Duquesne and descends to the valley at Lochiel, where much of the land is in large ranch holdings.

Ranches in this part of Arizona are commonly in the thousands of acres.

The valley is a wide expanse of treeless grass with a few cattle and ranch houses in the distance. The riding is sublime and in spring and fall, cold in winter, hot in summer. Plan accordingly. Note that there is no water along the route.

Arizona Sycamore

Crossing 8 flooded bridges in the desert, twice!

Patricia and Sabino Creek

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The link above will take you to Mark Doumas’ Facebook page where he has posted a video of a few of us crossing one of eight bridges over Sabino Creek near Tucson. It’s usually a great short steep ride of about three miles, but with this winter’s snow, and recent spring rains, the bridges become a fun, and cold challenge.

We had to cross all eight flooded bridges twice and had wet cold feet and backsides. Tucson sunshine dried our backsides, but the shoes and socks came off at the restaurant where we went for breakfast. They of course put us on the patio! Luckily they had propane radiant heaters. After a filling, and laugh filled time, we got back on the road and warmed up with a few short hills and more sunshine.

We’d do it again, but it probably won’t happen again for years.

If you are going to be in Tucson, visit Mark and Steve Wilson’s, Tucson Bike and Breakfast site, for routes and bike friendly restaurants.