So I get up early enough to get my tranny pan back on (just installed a Fumoto on there), get the fluid in, put my engine skid on again, and hit the road. Well, I get a little nervous, so I start packing some tools & fluids in case things get bad- because I have no idea what this entails. One thing leads to another and I don't leave the house until nearly 9am.
After a stop for diesel, I'm on the road, but I don't get to Idaho Springs until 9:35 or 9:40. I drive slowly past the McDonald's, but don't see any KJs in the lot. It turns out a large rig in the back of the parking lot was blocking my view.
So I am under the impression I'm
at least 20 minutes behind. I get to the trail and start up it like I stole something. Luckily it was doable, even for a rookie at breakneck pace. Using my GPS and the route I downloaded from TrailDamage.com, I follow the GPS "breadcrumbs" off the real Cascade Creek trail (courtesy of my navigator and coworker friend, John) and up some unnamed road. There is an old abandoned mine, then a switchback, then it starts to get more difficult.
I proceed ¼-3/8 mile after the first real obstacle, still convinced that the group is ahead of me. As the trail gets more challenging, I'm wishing someone a little less green was around to show me what a good line looks like. Finally I get to a pretty steep part with some decent pits in the rock, and despite John "spotting" me- he knows as much about this as I do- I can go no further.
I back down, and wait as some teenagers in XJs (lifted with ~34s) come through and make it look like child's play. I'm ashamed, but convinced that everyone else was already past this point, there's nothing to do but head back down. On my way back down I spot a bright orange SUV at the point I had turned off the real Cascade Creek. The vehicles around it look like KJs, but it's hard to see through the trees. As I get closer, 3 Libertys are parked, and I realize this will be a good day indeed....
I got back up the spot where I had initially turned around by taking a line similar to what I had tried, but also carrying more momentum and giving timely "bumps" to the throttle. Tokyojoe told the rest of the story.
This is where we stopped at the abandoned mine. You can see a huge two-stroke engine on a cart toward the edge of the road. The Polaris guy is in front of it wearing jeans. Dave is in the foreground between his and my Libby.
A shot from the front of the line. You can see the roll cage of the Polaris in the background.
These three are of Dave approaching one of the most difficult obstacles of the day. Ted & Troy tackled this one too.
Suffice to say, I took the bypass on this one.
It was a great time, and thanks to Dave, Ted, Marty, and Troy for showing me the ropes. I'm looking forward to the next one!