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Tour of 3 Parks-Utah 11/21/2008-11/26/2008
Zion, Bryce, and Capitol Reef National Parks Hike and Bike across Utah November 21st to November 26th, 2008
Day 1 · Nov 21, 2008 “Memories are born” 435 miles
Dinner: Buffet somewhere near Las Vegas
Day 2 ·Nov 22, 2008 Zion National Park ride Breakfast: Pato eggs (too spicy for Hans today, Andres added pepper), pancakes, coffee, tea
Welcome to multi-day riding trips! The art of packing is necessary for long biking trips, bringing the bare essentials is key to having space for riders, food, gear, and bikes. Julio has taken the class and heard the rhetoric but his method is more about filling the bag that he is given, in his case, the size of a body bag. During the 2007 Baja trip he packed eleven jerseys for five days of riding. This time he packed “the bare essentials”: six jerseys for three days of riding, a Nacho Libre wrestler mask, a Scarface sound effect keychain, hair products, a Bicycle Johns’ mobile repair shop, and a big Mexican blanket. Deep inside, he genuinely thinks that he has improved his packing skills. We started our Tour of Three Parks, Utah, with a scenic ride out and back from Zion to the top of Kolob reservoir. Easier said than done, the ride was a climb feast with steep grades waking up memories of Balcom Cyn and Kaka Cyn climbs back in California. The beautiful landscapes kept our legs from exploding and our minds away from the fact that we had no water refills for the first 40 miles of the ride; the scenic ride was the grand opening to a beautiful tour: red asphalt roads, incredible rock formations, and the “Running of the Deers” ,Utah style, right in front of our bikes. At the top of the climb we relaxed by the reservoir sharing true stories and lessons from “The Secret” as told to Hans by one of his co-workers. This was followed by a fast and beautiful downhill full of hairpin turns, steep grades, and the cold wind in our faces. Tonight’s movie at the Ottoplex, after some technical difficulties, was “Kat Williams’ The Pimp Chronicles”, no popcorn was served (Otto does not know how to work his own video equipment). A portable popcorn machine would be a good investment.
Day 3· Nov 23, 2008 “How are you feeling Hanso?”
Legend says that Hans rode, with diarrhea, most of his 565 mile ride across Cuba with Andres, no rest days, and a copy of the Cuban newspaper, “Granma”, as toilet paper. The myth is that he developed a socialist butt that reads in Spanish. Today in Zion is another day, meet El Presidente under the weather; he is battling a lingering cold. For those of you who have seen Hans’ endurance over the years, you would agree that it is hard to believe that he is actually skipping a bike ride for a recovery day. Believe it today. Hans is feeling like crap and Otto keeps asking: “How are you feeling Hanso?” Hans responds: “Best day of my life, never felt better”. In a weird way, we all understand, riding around these beautiful places in Utah we feel the same. We started the day with Hans driving our support vehicle out of Zion. An incredible park to see on the bike, the road rose out of the rock canyon walls for miles at a time as we kept entering bigger canyons, tunnels, and incredible landscapes. Today’s profile was shaped like a bell, according to our navigator’s calculations. Climb for half the ride, 47 miles, and descend the next half, 44 miles; however, the more we rode, the more climbing we did. It ended up being an all day climb with Hans doing all of the driving while he recovered from his cold, and Otto as a co-pilot for a brief part of the climb. The end of the ride was a constant headwind that worked our legs, our lungs, and our paceline to exhaustion.
The arrival at Bryce National Park showcased beautiful red rock canyons and another opportunity to use “The Secret” to find a shower. Just as the night before, it worked. We found a shower, and as a bonus, a laundromat for Andres and Julio to keep their clothes clean and fresh. After dinner, Andres joined the Ottovan crew to protect him from the elements; temperatures were around the low 20s according to the forecast. Tonight’s presentation at the Ottoplex was “Into the Wild”; we were too tired to finish the whole movie. Hans slept outside, no room for sick people inside the warm and cozy Ottovan.
Day 4· Nov 24, 2008 “The man, the myth, the dancer?”
As the years go by we have seen the evolution of the riders on this trip, from Julio riding a pink road bike from Rosarito to Ensenada, Andres desperately searching for a pink loofah in a Santa Cruz market, to Hans riding a couple of centuries with diarrhea in Cuba. Otto as the OTB Ambassador of Goodwill is always welcoming new riders into the club with his Hungarian version of tough love. On this trip, we are happy to report that Otto Laszlo has entered the world of photography head on. We’ve seen the transformation of the man into the artist, the man who loves watching dancing with the stars, the man who once danced the tango with a rose between his teeth. A lover of nature, art, and deer, a Mexican photographer deep inside; meet “Jotto” (/h?t?/). The man, the myth, the dancer! It was a cold night at Bryce, temperatures below freezing forced the entire team Colombia into the Ottovan, the Hungarian team was not too happy. Team Hans slept outside under below freezing temperatures. Sleeping three inside the Ottovan needs to be a well choreographed operation. Snoring, bathroom, and all normal bodily functions have to be well timed otherwise a disaster happens. Keep in mind, Otto rules inside the Ottovan.
Today’s farewell ride was a nice change from the previous big days of climbing that we had experienced over the past two days, the terrain allowed us to keep a fast paceline and we had great downhills for a change. At the end, it was too good to be true; the entire team got disqualified for drafting the Ottovan and eating at Subway (not an official sponsor) in the City of Escalante. The Boulder newspaper said that an angry local fireman blew the whistle on our riding practices. We were forced to board the Ottovan at the Escalante River and head in disgrace towards Capitol Reef National Park after 65 miles in the saddle. Actually, we were glad to miss the big climb of the day.
Capitol Reef National Park brought to the table one of the greatest feasts in OTB history, or maybe we were too tired and hungry. It was great not to share the big piece of steak with a bunch of hungry mountain bikers (see Chilao trips). The Ottoplex presentation was “Into the Wild” part 2. Hans joined us for this one. No popcorn again. Cooking with OTB Capitol Cous Cous Reef Preparation time: 5 minutes All ingredients from Trader Joes
Day 5 · Nov 25, 2008 Hike at Capitol Reef National Park
Breakfast: Pato eggs, habanero sauce, french toast (type 2 fire hazard), coffee, tea
Good morning, it’s time to hike! As with any OTB trip, there is no sleeping-in even after three days on the bike; morning activities consist of a wake up call by Hans who’s been awake since four in the morning, breakfast preparations by whoever wants to help prepare the day’s most important meal, coffee made by Otto, followed by dish washing, and packing of camp. It is usually a busy morning every time. Add the cold factor and nobody wants to get up today. Remote places like Capitol Reef National Park make these trips a little more special. It is one of those parks that you wouldn't’t have on your top ten list of parks to visit, but once you see it you’ll want to come again. We had a great hike on the Cohab trail around Capitol Reef, we explored some of the rock formations and climbed to the top of magnificent overlooks on a trail that Hans had explored years before when his daughter Natasha was only nine years old. Julio played the role of Natasha today and explored every hole and climbed any rock that could be climbed.
On our way back to Zion we all agreed that a hotel and a nice dinner would be the best way to spend our last night of this trip. Otto could not believe it: “I hate to tell you this, but this (getting a room) is a small step for us, a giant leap for Hans Keifer”. Names for Otto continue to develop: Patto, Jotto, Lotto, Batto, Gatto
Day 6 · Nov 26, 2008
Breakfast: Eggs, pancakes, coffee at a Restaurant in Springdale, UT. After a delicious breakfast at a local restaurant we went on to the Angels Landing hike. Hikes like Angels Landing might quickly turn this club into the OTB hiking club, like Otto would say, “EpiK!” In terms of hikes, this hike is advertised as a strenuous hike, that’s half of the story. After a lung buster ascent you get to a saddle where the magic of this hike begins; a chain assisted, exposed, and steep ascent to the top of Angels Landing through the middle of a ridge with hundreds of feet of exposure on both sides.
Just as the previous trips, our fifth annual road tour comes to an end. The long drive home was our opportunity to reflect on the good times that we had, and laugh once more at the memories of the previous days. We have seen an incredible part of the country on our bikes and hikes, and experienced unexpected beauty along the route. It is impossible to describe the experience in a few pages; it changes with time, just like a good wine, and it tastes different to each one of us. We take the memories home and keep building the scrapbook of epic trips, there are many places that wait to be explored. Long Live Epic Rides!! See all the photos from this trip here: Photos See a short video of the trip here: Video
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