Cameron Pass via Poudre Canyon

We have been in Fort Collins exactly two weeks now, the weather has been exciting so far. We’ve had some warm days in the upper 70’s and some cold days in the low 40’s. We’re already had our first snow, just a dusting really. Today was still a bit chilly, the high temp was only going to be in the upper 50’s.

I have not ridden any of my motorcycles since returning to Illinois from the 6 week trip out to Colorado on August 15. That’s two months of no riding, it was time to change that.

The 954RR needed an oil change, with the packing and moving there just wasn’t any time until now. The oil change could have been done last week but I kept forgetting to pick up an oil pan, I finally picked one up a couple days ago we finally had all the stuff to complete the task. I say ‘we’ but I really mean Mike, since I haven’t worked on my bikes in over a year and I don‘t miss it. He is much better at it and much faster.



Poudre River and US 14, the Poudre Canyon Road



Mike's truck parked near the Poudre River





Mike fly fishing on the Poudre River



See my bike parked in front of the 20MPH sign?



Poudre River running through the canyon



Same place as the two pictures above, just a different angle



Some fall colors, I think the trees peaked about a week or two ago here





Poudre Falls





Some snow near the road



More snow as I climb in elevation



About a mile or two past Cameron Pass







My 150 mile route to Cameron Pass and back








I still had to locate and unpack all my riding gear, that took longer than I thought it would. By the time I geared up and started up the bike it was already 2PM. I hit the road and continued toward 14, also known as the Poudre Canyon Road. I must say it was weird being back on the bike. Weird but familiar.

Mike had picked up a fishing license earlier this week and he was hooked on fly fishing. About 30 miles from Fort Collins I found him fly fishing on the Cache la Poudre River.

It was still early in the afternoon, the sun could not reach parts of the canyon, so the temperatures felt brisk most of the ride. I had my Gerbing heated liner in my tank bag but thought I could wait to put it on for the ride back. Well, I couldn’t. I stopped at Poudre Falls for pictures, it was pretty cold here and there was some snow laying around already. I knew it would only get colder riding up to the pass so I decided to put on my Gerbing and plug it in. Ah, warmth!

The road climbed to 10,276 feet in elevation at Cameron Pass. The pavement was clear of snow and ice but there was a bit of snow on the grass near the road and lots of snow in the mountains.

I rode past Cameron Pass and pulled over at the same scenic pullout I stopped at when we were here this summer. It looked pretty much the same, but with more snow. It was very windy on this side of the mountain. I only rode another mile and turned around to head back. I cranked up the Gerbing and headed back towards Fort Collins. Near Cameron Pass the temperatures were only in the high 30’s and with the day ending the temperatures only got 10 - 15 degrees warmer as I headed back down in elevation.

Ah, and did I mention the air up there? Fresh mountain air. I love that smell, it’s one of the reasons I moved to the mountains. Air so crisp it makes the nostrils tingle. I was trying to breathe as much of it in as I could all the way from Cameron Pass back to Poudre Falls.

After a few hours and 150 miles I was back at home. My tires, the Pirelli Diablo Stradas had 11,020 miles on them now. The grip is still great, there is nothing that makes me feel that these tires are that used. I think I might have found the 'perfect' sport-touring tires.

There wasn’t enough of it to call dinner, but as an appetizer tonight we had fresh Colorado Rainbow Trout - it was fresh… so fresh that Mike had difficulties getting the fish in the house. Those things are feisty, and tasty.





Fresh Colorado Rainbow Trout



Yummy Colorado Rainbow Trout

Backpacking Day Two: Colorado River Trail

After a very cold and sleepless night I got up figuring if I moved around I‘d warm up some. The temperature this morning was in the low 30’s and the sun wasn’t out yet but it was on the way, it wasn’t dark anymore.

I was still not feeling well. My head was still hurting, I still had nausea and now I could feel the spider bite on my check and half of my face was swollen. I walked down to the river and back to the campsite but I cold not warm up. The question was still unanswered. Was I feeling like crap because of possible altitude sickness, or the spider bite or both?



The spider bite red and swollen on my right cheek

Mike got up and made some hot cocoa and some hot cereal. The sun started to peak over the top of the mountain now so I went to sit in the direct sun to try and warm up, the sun felt warm but I still could not warm up. I felt like I had a fever, I had constant chills.

The thought of having to hike 4.5 miles back to the car while feeling like this was not sitting well with me, but what choice did I have. We decided to hike back via the Little Yellowstone Trail, which met up with the Colorado River Trail further down. The distance was probably about the same and at east for a little bit we would have some new scenery.





Starting out on the Little Yellowstone Trail

We had our Katadyn hiker Pro water purification system with, so when we needed water we just stopped at a river or a creek to get more. With all the warm layers we were carrying there really wasn’t much room for large quantities of water.



This guy wanted my granola bar



The pack was so much lighter when we headed out this morning, since I was wearing all my clothes. It took two hours for me to warm up and feel comfortable. Three hours before I was warm enough to remove some layers. Today was not as warm as yesterday, maybe high 50’s, also the winds were stronger today.



In the afternoon on the Colorado River Trail



Rocky section of the Colorado River Trail



Colorado River

The hike back to the car seemed take forever, at least we were heading down in elevation. After two brief breaks and one granola bar and many hours of hiking, we made it to the car in the early afternoon. I was so happy to be done hiking, I just wanted to lie down in my bed. I slept all the way to the house and when we got home I ate something and went to bed.



Colorado River Trailhead to Stage Road and back: our hike was approx. 9 miles round trip

The Colorado River Trail was great. I had a good time on our first backpacking backcountry camping trip (minus the headache and spider bite) to the Rocky Mountain National Park. We did about 9 miles in two days, which seemed just right. The trail wasn’t too long or strenuous, but it was long enough to feel like we’ve actually hiked somewhere far away from everything.

RMNP - Colorado River Trail to Stage Road

Today we were going to do our first backpacking trip in to the Rocky Mountains. After a breakfast of hot cereal and some warming up and relaxing by the fire - it was a chilly morning - we packed up our campsite at Moraine Park, packed our backpacks for the hike and headed to the other side of the Rocky Mountain National Park.



Sun coming up over the mountains in Moraine Park Campground, not many tents here



Our camp site the Moraine Park Campground



Breakfast near a campfire

We picked up our backcountry permits yesterday and paid the $20 fee. All we had to do this morning was to drive from Moraine Park to the Colorado River Trailhead, located on the northwest side of the park. We wanted to check out the west side of the park before they closed the Trail Ridge Road (US34) in a week or two. Once the road was closed for the season it would stay closed until the snow would melt in June of next year. This was probably our last opportunity to hike the west side of the park this year.



Fall colors on Trail Ridge Road



Trail Ridge Road above the tree line



Higher still there is more snow

By the time we arrived the Colorado River Trailhead and got all our stuff together, it was already close to 11AM. We made some peanut butter sandwiches and ate them right there since it was almost four hour since we had breakfast and we weren’t planning on stopping for lunch any time soon. We left the car in the parking lot displaying the backcountry camping tag. It was still very chilly, only in the upper 40’s but as we started to hike it was getting warmer and warmer. We stopped a few times to get some layers off.





Above pictures - Mike and I near the begining of the Colorado River Trail

The Colorado River Trail climbs some 470 feet by the time it gets to Stage Road, our backcountry campsite. The trail was about 4.5 miles long but and the climb was gradual one so it wasn’t very tiring. Most of the trail was easy, some was moderate and there were only a few steep and rocky sections. It was perfect for that first long backcountry backpacking trip.

The first mile went by really quick and I barely felt the pack on my back. The second mile was still OK, but now there was definitely a pack on my back. The third mile I started to slow down a bit, some sections were becoming difficult and it was hard to say if it were the sections themselves or was I just getting tired? The last mile and half I just wanted to get there already. Funny how we had planned on setting up camp at Stage Road and still do a hike afterwards. We actually wanted to hike to Thunder Pass, but half way through the hike to the campsite we realized that was probably not going to happen, so we decided on hiking to the Little Yellowstone instead, which was closer to our campsite.



The Colorado River trail and the Colorado River





But I’m jumping way ahead. Just past Lulu City we stopped for our one and only break. Not much left of Lulu City, if you look around there are some cabin remnants there. We hiked straight through and I didn’t really see much from the trail. Hard to believe that at one point there might have been 500 people living here. Lulu City used to be a mining town. It was founded around 1879 and was named after the founders favorite daughter. People came here form all over to mine silver and gold here.



Little Dutch Creek north of Lulu City



Crystal clear waters of the Little Dutch Creek

Past Lulu City there was a fork in the trail, we went left and arrived at the Little Dutch Creek where we decided to have lunch, a small can of tuna fish and crackers. We only had another mile and a half left so this was a nice spot to relax for a little. We were getting tired and we were hungry. The sun was shining and it had warmed up in to the mid 60‘s. The day was breezy, but most of the trail traveled through the forest so we didn’t feel the wind, we just heard the tops of the trees moving and some of the dead trees creaking, like they might collapse at any moment.
We passed a few people hiking the first two miles but the last two plus miles we saw no one. I’m sure on a weekend there would have been more people here, and that’s why we wanted to come here during the week.



After 4.5 miles of hiking we arrived at the Stage Road backcountry camp site

We arrived at Stage Road backcountry campsite at around 4:00PM. We would be the only people camping here. Even though the sun would not be setting for another two and half hours, this campsite was nestled in between mountains and with all the trees above us, we only had an hour and a half before the sun slid behind the mountains.



Stage Road backcountry camp site at Rocky Mountain National Park

We set the tent up but we were too tired to do any hiking and there wasn’t enough sun left anyway. From our campsite we could hear water running and we could see a river below us so we decided to hike down there and check it out. This was either the Lulu Creek or the Colorado River. I can’t tell which from the map, both are near by.



A simple bridge near Stage Road



A river or creek near Stage Road

Before we lost all our daylight, we decided to have some dinner. We split one of those freeze dried meals where you only have to add some water. This was our second time using our Jet Boil, it was great. Boiling water was fast. The dinner, not very good. I had a granola bar instead and only ate some of the chicken and rice that Mike couldn’t finish.



Our bear-proof water-proof sacks with all our food hanging in the tree

There were no camp fires allowed here, so after Mike hung our food on a tree branch, so that bears and other animals couldn’t get to it, we just sat around waiting for the darkness.
I was tired and a bit sore, but I was also not feeling too good now. I was very cold and my face felt hot, and I thought I was getting a headache. Having had elevation sickness before, I was a bit worried that I might be experiencing some of that. Then Mike pointed out to me that it looked like I had some kind of a bite on my check. I didn’t have a mirror so Mike took a close up picture of the bite so I could see it. There was a black hole in my check, and the rest of it was swollen and red. I touched it and I couldn’t feel it, the whole cheek area was numb but felt warm to the touch.



The black dot on my cheek is possibly a spider bite

Then I remembered leaving the spot where we had lunch, I thought I had a hair on my face, I brushed it away a few times but something still kept tickling me. I figured the hair was stuck to my sunglasses, so I took them off brushed my hand on them to remove any stray hairs, put them back on and no more hair tickling my check. The thought of it gave me the creeps. This looked like a spider bite and if a spider did bite me, I’m so glad I didn’t see it. I don’t like spiders.

Night came quick and by 8PM it was pitch black and we were getting ready to go to bed. I had my new +15 degree sleeping bag, my sleeping bag liner, extra pair of wool socks plus all the layers I had on last night. Mike wasn’t using his thick fleece jacket liner so I put it on. The only piece of clothing I didn’t have on was my Marmot jacket. The night had barely started and I was so cold and it was supposed to be in the low 30’s overnight. Stage Road was located at 9,530 feet in elevation, that‘s 1,380 feet higher than our campsite last night. Tonight would be much colder than last night. Would I be warm enough? At this point I couldn’t tell if it was really that cold already or was I just feeling cold. Mike wasn’t even cold enough to use his fleece liner.

I didn’t sleep very well. The sleeping bag kept me barely warm enough for the first 4 or so hours, then I started to feel the cold creep through all the insulation. But I wasn’t just cold, I was having the chills. And my headache kept getting worst. At around 3AM I turned on my headlamp. Now I was freezing, I had a huge headache and I felt nausea. I drank some water and started to look for my Excedrin which was in the tent somewhere. I also felt like I had a fever. Was this altitude sickens or the spider bite, or both? Whatever it was I was feeling like crap.