We took advantage of our indian summer over the long fall break weekend to head southward for a family camping adventure up on Gooseberry Mesa. With it’s easy trail access and plethora of picture-perfect campsites, Gooseberry has long-since been a favorite destination – and even more-so now that we can share it with Josie! See… Read more »
From the Adventure Archives
Into the Mystic via The Whole Enchilada After years of poor scheduling, I finally managed to snag a ride that’s been on the bucket list since I first heard about it – that is, of course, The Whole Enchilada. For mountain bikers, the Whole Enchilada needs no introduction. It is the holy grail of mountain… Read more »
Historically, the dog days of summer were noted by the rise of Sirius, aka the dog star. Traditionally, they’ve been associated with heat, lethargy, drought, fever and are commonly the hottest, most uncomfortable part of summer. It seems this time of year, I lose interest in most things that don’t involve floating around with a… Read more »
From last Sunday’s wildflower extravaganza through Alta’s Albion Meadows.
It’s hard to believe that places like this exist less than three hours from my driveway. Harder to believe yet, people live for decades, if not lifetimes, with this practically in their backyard, never to experience it. If you’ve never had the fortune of taking in the expanse as storm clouds roll across the desert… Read more »
We took a break from playing bikes for the weekend as snow returned to the Wasatch. What a place we live… See more on Instagram
Moab is straight-up magic this time of year. So much so, I couldn’t resist heading back down to play bikes in the sunshine again. For more photos and write-up, head over to Park City Mountain Biking. See more photos over at Park City Mountain Biking
Read the trip report on Park City Mountain Biking.
By Ben Weaver. Full transcript below. I come up in the bottoms Through the brambles, the streets, and the singletracks The river carries it’s shoulders out through the fields Everytime it rains the crows post on snagwood and swallow stones from the holes in an old lightning bolt’s shoe We’re the new great explorers who… Read more »