Day 6 - Torrey, Utah to Eagle Mountain, Utah
The Broken Spur Inn has a good breakfast buffet which is a nice change from the granola bars I have been eating since this started. I guess this is the last real riding day for a while. There are few places in Utah I have not been. However, today I get to see Fishlake which I have been wanting to do for years.
The ride starts out towards Rabbit Valley - Loa, Utah. This is my first time riding west through here and the valley is much more pronounced and impressive from this direction.
Near Loa, I turn north into the Fishlake area. There is a cattle drive in the middle of the road. Rather than scatter them, I pulled to the side, killed the bike and waited for about 15 minutes while the cowboys drove their herd to a pasture down the road.
A few miles down the road, a nice climb into the mountains begins. The mountains are well above 10,000 feet here. The twisty roads and streams in every direction made it a great way to start out. If you like fishing for trout in streams, this is your paradise.
Looking back in the direction I came from. What a cool road.
Johnson Valley reservoir is the first body of water in the area. The only sound was the wind and occasional white bird in background.
Fresh snow on the sides of the roads and mountain tops is more evidence of a slow warmup this year. Trying to stay off the highways as much as I could, I skipped Fish Lake itself and took a road to the north. It turned out to be a good choice as there were lots of elevation change, switch backs, small ponds and streams. I eventually found myself at a mountainous section of I-70 and turned west for a few miles.
After not too long, I turned north into the farmland of northern Utah and ran parallel to I-15 as long as practical. After a few hours of doing that, I had to turn northwest towards Salt Lake City. So up I-15 I went until I reached Eagle Mountain. I had been here once before and thought I knew the way but proceeded to spend the next half hour riding in circles. I eventually stopped to regroup, found my way to my friends and parked the bike.
To be honest, I was a little down about the trip ending earlier than originally planned. However, I was pleased at not being forced to ride in disagreeable weather. The Northwest is where I really want to ride. Waiting a couple of weeks is no problem. Now, I just have to deal with the airports. Sigh...
On the flight home, we flew right over the area of Utah-95 I had been on a few days before. If you follow the lake/river up, it comes to a fork. The Dirty Devil river is on the left and the Colorado river on the right. That is where the Colorado river bridge a few posts above is located. Canyonlands National Park is in the top 1/3 of photo.
End of Part I
The Broken Spur Inn has a good breakfast buffet which is a nice change from the granola bars I have been eating since this started. I guess this is the last real riding day for a while. There are few places in Utah I have not been. However, today I get to see Fishlake which I have been wanting to do for years.
The ride starts out towards Rabbit Valley - Loa, Utah. This is my first time riding west through here and the valley is much more pronounced and impressive from this direction.
Near Loa, I turn north into the Fishlake area. There is a cattle drive in the middle of the road. Rather than scatter them, I pulled to the side, killed the bike and waited for about 15 minutes while the cowboys drove their herd to a pasture down the road.
A few miles down the road, a nice climb into the mountains begins. The mountains are well above 10,000 feet here. The twisty roads and streams in every direction made it a great way to start out. If you like fishing for trout in streams, this is your paradise.
Looking back in the direction I came from. What a cool road.
Johnson Valley reservoir is the first body of water in the area. The only sound was the wind and occasional white bird in background.
Fresh snow on the sides of the roads and mountain tops is more evidence of a slow warmup this year. Trying to stay off the highways as much as I could, I skipped Fish Lake itself and took a road to the north. It turned out to be a good choice as there were lots of elevation change, switch backs, small ponds and streams. I eventually found myself at a mountainous section of I-70 and turned west for a few miles.
After not too long, I turned north into the farmland of northern Utah and ran parallel to I-15 as long as practical. After a few hours of doing that, I had to turn northwest towards Salt Lake City. So up I-15 I went until I reached Eagle Mountain. I had been here once before and thought I knew the way but proceeded to spend the next half hour riding in circles. I eventually stopped to regroup, found my way to my friends and parked the bike.
To be honest, I was a little down about the trip ending earlier than originally planned. However, I was pleased at not being forced to ride in disagreeable weather. The Northwest is where I really want to ride. Waiting a couple of weeks is no problem. Now, I just have to deal with the airports. Sigh...
On the flight home, we flew right over the area of Utah-95 I had been on a few days before. If you follow the lake/river up, it comes to a fork. The Dirty Devil river is on the left and the Colorado river on the right. That is where the Colorado river bridge a few posts above is located. Canyonlands National Park is in the top 1/3 of photo.
End of Part I
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