February, 2004
This trip started as an “El Cheapo” mountain biking week. Several years ago, we found that the mountains outside of Vegas offered a perfect way to spend February school vacation. What made this year different is that Althea became (another) fanatic bike rider. So, in addition to regulars, Colt, Steve, and me; we added Althea and her biking friends Jenny and Ed. Then we learned that Althea’s friend Linda would be at a conference at the same time we were in Vegas.
Because we were originally
booking a cheap training week, we stayed at the Orleans Hotel and Casino, an
off-the-strip joint. The price was half
our regular haunts, especially since it was school vacation week. Vegas hotels are like the airlines and charge
differently for each night depending on demand.
(A couple days last week,
We were pleasantly surprised by
the
OK…..on to the bike riding. Generally Althea & Co. rode in the area
of
The mountain biking trails were
in great shape. While we could see snow
in the highest mountains, things were dry and fast between 4500 and 7000
feet. We rode out of Blue Diamond, a
quaint “western” town, and
Most days we were on the trails for about 4 hours, sometimes longer. Temperatures ranged from 60 to 70 degrees. The scenery was gorgeous. Our biggest “adventure” of the week took place on a day that Colt decided to train on the road. Steve and I headed out of Blue Diamond towards the Infamous “Puke Hill”. My friend Jared Fisher from Escape Adventures had begged me many times to ride “The Pukster”. The name always put me off, especially since I knew that I would be the one puking…..not Jared!
Steve and I rode the first half
of the ascent without much problem. As
the trail got steeper it got looser (sand/rock) and we found ourselves pushing
the bikes up short sections…..then riding……then pushing again. The whole way I was (again) cursing the
useless soles on my Sidi shoes. They slip so badly on rock that they are
actually dangerous. As we approached the
summit the trail leveled out a bit, allowing us to enjoy our victory as we rode
around the final switchback to an amazing view. To the West you could see the colorful
rugged mountain range. To the North is
The biggest news this year was how well Colt rode. At one point he was doing hill repeats on The Triple, “Hell-of-a-Hill”, “Satan’s Escalator”, and “Red Rubbly Hill”. To my knowledge he never dabbed on any of these ascents. Most people cannot do it once. His new bike seemed to greatly help his descending as well.
My friend Steve often cracked us
up. To listen to him, we tortured him on
these rides. Just when he thought we
were through for the day, we would often cross the road and push on for another
hour or two. Despite his claims to the
contrary, every time I looked behind us there he was….ready for more. He claims that he fell asleep exhausted
every night at
As usual, the night life in Vegas is unrivaled. We made our mandatory stop at the Bellagio Buffet (best in town), but the best restaurant of the week might have been Tsunami at the Venetian. The Globe Trotters show at our hotel was very entertaining (despite the fact that we were all wiped out from riding). Lord of the Dance was certainly impressive. What those Irish dancers could do with their feet is almost beyond comprehension. Althea and I also made a trip to the top of the Palms Hotel for dinner at Alize on Valentines Day. It nearly broke the bank but I the memories will last a lifetime.
Thanks to all the guys at Escape Adventures and Las Vegas Cyclery. They put our bikes together, repaired them when they broke, repacked them at the end of the trip, and shipped them home. In addition, the road bikes they provided Jenny and Ed were beyond their expectations. They are the best!
This trip was tons of fun. We can’t wait to go back.