Down the Mighty Quilomene

The biking trip last Saturday and Sunday out to the Quilomene Unit can be summed up in two pics. (Spoiler alert if you've read Pat's first post)

Saturday 

Sunday

The weather forecast for the area did not look promising, but we convinced ourselves that NOAA didn't know what they were talking about and it would clear up and we'd have a dry weekend.

Pat picked me up at the downtown Grocery Outlet - (it's Spokane's meeting-pick-up drop off spot - sort of like in olde Spokane people would say meet under the Clock at the Crescent - people now say meet at the Grocery Outlet). We were driving to Vantage, then to the old Vantage Hwy, up Parke Creek Rd to the mighty Quil.  The weather forecast did not look promising and when we stopped in Moses Lake, the wind was howling, the rain was falling and it was cold.  We weren't sure about this bike trip happening, and we figured we could always turn around if we got there and things were still bad.

Glory be, it was excellent when we pulled into our parking spot off Parke Creek Rd.  It should be noted Parke Creek Rd is a dirt, deeply rutted road.  Keep that in mind.

Pat's Blackborrow on the left, Ward's older style fat bike on the right. Ward was loaded down with beer to drop off for the big trip in April.  I was able to fit 3 cans in my pack.  Only drank one, so I was able to contribute a little to the cause. (Stomach was still queasy from some gastrointestinal distress a week before. Probably all you need to know).

I had thought about taking my Fargo with the BoB trailer hooked up to it.  It's easy to throw everything and more in the trailer, and I've been wanting to take the Fargo on an overnighter.  Pat's posts from last year showed a guy on a mountain bike with a two-wheeled trailer so I figured it was doable.  His pictures also showed a rough, rocky terrain.  And we were going to climb back up from river level to 3,000 feet.  I took my Pugs N/R and it turned out to be the best decision I made on this trip.

My Racktime TopIt front rack was on the Fargo and the center bracket was bent for it, so I put my Velo Orange Porteur rack on the Pugs.  It's wider and easier to strap the tent and dry bag/sleeping bag to.  I was a little concerned about how well the nice stainless steel VO city style rack would hold up in the wild.  The rack attachment at the bottom of the fork wasn't straight and I crossed my fingers and hoped that the welds would hold.

We had to climb a bit to the top of the ridge before heading down.  I'll let the pics do the talking mostly. I just brought my phone for pics, because I hadn't worked out a decent spot to carry a big camera, or bought a decent small camera.

Pat at the top

Randy and Ward - Wind Farm

embiggen  the pic and you can see the herd of  elk that crossed our path

The road is very rocky in spots, (see pic from Pat of yours truly here) and I bombed down it faster than a guy with concern about the sturdiness of his front rack had any right to.  I couldn't resist though, and the fat bike tires rolled over the rough sections with aplomb.  Hit 24mph at one point.  Not real smart. But super fun.  I wised up after a bit and slowed down.

We hopped off the main Army Road and took a less-travelled road/path to the bottom of the canyon.

At the bottom of the canyon is Quilomene Creek that we crossed a few times.

Our creek crossings were through some brushy, thorny growth and I managed to get a flat in my back tire that the few ounces of sealant in it wasn't able to stop.  Luckily Pat assisted me changing the tube out, otherwise the process would've taken awhile.  I had a brain fart and trouble with the horizontal rear dropouts and pulley combo.

Here's the Garmin of our trip down the Q: Quilomene Down

We made it down to the bottom and set up camp.

What do rugged bikepackers have for an appetizer after a long day on the trail?

Pat surprised us by carrying these in ice

I'll stop here and put up a short post next about camping overnight, turkey hunters, sheriff's boat, tempting dunes And you guessed it - MUD!

here and there last 4-5 months photo dump

Outside the Portland REI, a Bridgestone something or other caught my eye:

The boys in Eugene, waiting for their mom running a half-marathon:

Some Portland on-street bike parking:

A Surly parked in an odd spot downtown Spokane Parkade:

A Salsa parked in an odd spot:

An odd shot taken while driving of a guy riding Second Ave, Spokane

He's making jewelry now:

A bike friend in City Hall, 2nd Floor middle window

I have perfected the art of sliding down an icy hill in a semi-controlled slide:

I learnt pretty quickly DON'T USE THE FRONT BRAKE! 

Really bad at taking selfies. A shot taken on a Knickers Friday (my workplace allows jeans on Fridays. Capris are allowed year round. Combine the two - Knickers Friday. or Manpris Friday)

I keep meaning to write to Deaconess - I know not many people use the bike racks at your Medical Center office buildings, but these are the worst style of bike rack, an upgrade would be appreciated:

I really hate close-to-the-corner parkers:

Valentine's Day - the folks at Boehm's are always willing to box up some flowers for me:

Presidents Day -  even us liberal socialistic bike riders can be patriotic:

Spray cans don't come with auto correct or spell check:

a new to me trail off Pettet Dr that branches off in a few spots, links with trail off Nettleton to NW Blvd, and also bottom of Pettet/TJ Meenach. I think of it as Hank's trail as he's the one who pointed it out

ready to roll out to Quilomene:

Bikepacking Readying makes me hungry for...

leftover from last year - I'm sure they still taste wonderful

Mr 26InchSlicks is readying for some bikepackingcamping, and hey guess what? so am I.  Which means suddenly I am hungry for the above gawdawful industrialized foodstuffs.

When you're out in the middle of nowhere, no gas station store within 50 miles, and you're tired of jerky and trail mix, these taste pretty darn good.  They're a quick and easy snack, no cooking involved. I brought some along with me on my first biking trip with Pat and Eric E., and now it's like a tradition to carry these along.  The only downside is the packaging waste. Might be able to cut down on that a bit by buying the larger tuna/chicken salad cans and crackers separately.

Downtown Library 3rd Floor (not so) View Windows

Ok this has nothing to do with bikes, guitars or mandos, except the library does have bike parking in the garage.

Our downtown Spokane Library has huge view windows on the second and third floors that overlook the Spokane River and Monroe Street Bridge and offer a great panoramic view of north Spokane.

Or they used to.

What did they do?  They (whoever they are) moved 6 foot tall magazine racks in front of the windows, cutting off the nice clean wide angle view the windows used to offer.

I like to head over here sometimes on my lunch hour if I need a relaxing getaway, so I was shocked when I stopped by earlier this week and saw the tall racks in front of the window.  In this semi-circular area there used to be only low desks that didn't block the view.  The magazines were in a couple rows of 4 foot or so tall magazine racks in front of the desks.  I could sit down at one of the desks, look out over the falls, flip through the Business Journal (I like to keep up with goings on) and surreptitiously eat my lunch.

I think in an effort to make more room for tables with computers, the powers that be at the library took out the shorter racks and moved the magazines to these tall racks in front of the windows.  They achieved there purpose, but they also succeeded in obstructing the view, and blocking off some of the light coming in through the windows.

This just seems like a bad idea.

Fargoing about

I haven't been out biking on the weekends much lately, but managed to get a quick ride in this weekend in between other goings on.  My Fargo has been hanging up in the garage for a couple months now, and decided to take it at the last minute.  I figured the sealant in the tubeless tires was all dry now, but didn't want to take the time to put in fresh goop.  So I gambled and just aired up the tires.  Headed off without a garmin or lights on the bike.

I had a vague idea of going up Houston Rd and wasn't sure after that. I didn't feel like riding either Gov't Way or the Centennial Trail so instead I veered off onto Trail 100 at the TJ Meenach Bridge and followed it.  I had an option below the Military Cemetery of climbing up and connecting with Houston Rd, but instead I stayed on 100 until it ran into Trail 25 (of course).  Then to the Bowl and Pitcher and back home via the Merkel Trail.  There's a little meandering single track trail behind the baseball and soccer fields I like to take, then continued on a trail between the Joe Albi parking area and the cemetery to get to Wellesley Ave.  Turned out to be a good loop.

Returned with all the air in my tires.  I really like the Fargo setup tubeless - smooths out the trails a bit.

A few pics.  A ride in Northwest Spokane just isn't complete without going by the wastewater treatment plant.

2015 Honk! Honk! / 2014 Mileage Post

it's been kinda quiet here in wileydog blogland (like a certain foosball player) but it's time for me to do my required duty and spout forth some officially sanctioned blog content. And I am wearing only Blogger approved logos as I type this, no unofficial wileydog merchandise here.

I have a a few draft posts that I never finished, but here's something fresh not-so-fresh-now from the wileydog backyard:

2015 Honk! Honk!

Its seems like not too long ago I wrote about how I didn't get honked at much in 2013 (Honk! Honk! 2013).  And I'd been thinking there was hardly any honking directed at me in 2014.  Then I'm riding home a couple weeks ago, heading north on C Street approaching Rockwell Ave (just before the Driscoll One Stop).   It's almost dark.  A car is heading east on Rockwell and we approach the intersection about the same time.  It may have got there a little bit sooner because it was moving faster than me, but they slow down and stop.  I slow down and check my right hand and determine I am indeed on the right and have the right of way.

Now my experience in this neighborhood, unlike some other neighborhoods, is that when motorists think they have the right of way they don't slow down and let some poor schmuck on a bike go first.  Which is fine.  So I'm real careful in these uncontrolled intersections.  But this occasion I had the right of way (I double checked again to make sure - maybe I should label the right side of my handlebar), the car was stopping, and I thought might as well go first.

I clear the intersection and they proceed forward.  Then I hear a honk behind me once they're through. What? everything seemed fine, I thought we had an understanding and the motorist/bike dance went off smoothly.  Maybe they were honking at my awesome studded tire bike.  Maybe they didn't like my flashing light.  I had the Cygolite on the SteadyPulse mode which is a steady medium beam with a brighter flashing.  It's not terribly bright, at east not like the airplane landing lights some folks use.  Maybe it was just a friendly honk.  But it sounded like an irritated honk. Darn biker slowing me down type of honk.  I've heard all types of honks, and this one didn't sound like a friendly tap.  Weird, too, how it was delayed.

Well this year is starting out great in the honking department.

Ok, enough ruminating on one silly honk.

2014 Mileage Post

 (complete with recycled image from last year's mileage post ).  This is turning out to be a lazy blogging year.

Again, it's hard to tell how many miles I racked up last year.  Not a whole lot, but I like to think it's respectable.  It's not the quantity, it's the quality, right?  Had some good rides last year.  Did I mention I'm a year round commuter?  Seems like I should have more.  I was without a bike computer the first month or so of last year, but got the Garmin Edge Touring device around this time. It shows around 2500 now.  It's missing a few rides so I think I can round up to 3,000 for last year. I've always been a little fuzzy with math.

This Winter's Icy/Slick Streets Bike

My trusty Marin Muirwoods decked out with the 2' wide Marathon studs:

pic taken before we finally got some snow to speak of. obv.

My first decent bike, the Muirwoods is pretty cool - it came equipped with smooth 700 x 40mm street tires - Continental Town Rides that weren't available retail last time I checked - but has room for mountain bike tires. Shoot, could almost get a 3" tire in the front.

Last year I had these Marathons on my mountain bike but had trouble with the front tire skittering over the ice and not gripping very well. It worked okay on the smooth thin ice, but I had trouble when the street was a lumpy compact snow mixture.  I  attributed it to the longish effective top tube length on the mtb and therefore not much weight pressing down on the front end. The Marin is a 17" model compared to the 19.5" model mtb, and the ETT is about 2 inches shorter so I figured the Marin might work better and I put the 2" studs on it this winter.  I've always complained this bike feels too small for me, but so far it's handling snow and ice better than the mtb.

(sidebar: I usually have the seat post extended past the warning line, but it keeps slipping down because I have trouble getting the quick release style clamp tight enough.  Working on finding a longer seat post.)

I remember my first winter commuting on 35mm studded Marathon's and I was a little disappointed in the results.  The studs worked great on those days when the streets were just frosty or icy, and for those hidden patches of black ice, but when the streets were a bumpy, lumpy, jumble of ice and compacted snow, it was hard to stay upright.  Or if the snow was deep and between slushy and frozen,  I couldn't get much traction. Somedays, a regular mountain bike tire worked better than the studs.  The 2" Marathons work better for the bumpy conditions, but I'm still not sure if some days an un-studded mountain bike would be just as good.

This brings me to what really works great for winter commuting - the fat bike.  It's a good complement to the studded bike. I ride a lot of side streets that turn into a rumbly solid sheet of compact snow and ice, and the fat tires roll over them with ease.  Even without studs - I think due to the wide track.  They also work in the deep slush better than studs.  With our variable street conditions, it's great to have both options.

oh yeah and happy new year!