If no objection, this report was from the bike sold recently to help fund the CVO. It was a memorable ride.
Maybe it's more years on life's odometer. Maybe a look back helps me face forward. Maybe it's just kinda nice taking ride down alongside a scenic, lonely, and wild river, one a train used to take visitors to over 100 years ago.
Perhaps old images can be found, and we stand near where the photographer stood. Explore some. Find the spot. Frame the image. Examine change. Be whimsical then live with gusto.
A ten mile, 106 year ride report. Images loading below, showing then and now.
A brief 2:30sec ride video here:
http://www.farson.com/video/flriver.wmv with a two minute Doobie Brothers instrumental "Flying Cloud" accompanying. But the images below are the tale.
Oh, once made a video (Mary Chapin Carpenter - "10,000 miles") coming the other way on the GS:
http://www.farson.com/video/alongriverb.wmvMap of the journey, SW of Denver...

First stop is at the town Pine, historical name is Pine Grove. In 1900 it was a popular narrow gauge train stop with travelers from Denver enjoying a day or days in the mountains...

And today. More trees is one change. Local residents not cutting them down to build structures... and heat them...

Continuing to the small town of Buffalo Creek, a nice road to get there...

And turning around, the old train bridge crossing the river. Can see the grade...

First of two old 1900 images of Buffalo Creek...

And today (Interesting cloud)...

This is where we will be heading towards, the rocks and river in the distance...

The same structures remaining today, including a Catholic church, the old Buffalo Creek train depot, and a home...

Had to do a little 700lb dirt biking to get to the place above...

OK, this is where the onboard video above starts, at the old Buffalo Creek train depot. Used to be a town around this place, but a fire in one structure quickly spread to all the other tightly packed structures and the town literally went up in smoke. With wood heat in the winter, wood structures, adjoining walls... this is how many small towns met their fate. Wonder how many business and home owners felt like reaching for the Colt 45 when their neighbor let loose a fire...

First stop in the river canyon is the resort cabin community of Ferndale. A half dozen cabins for rent in the trees on the hillside on the right. This is before cars. Yesterday it was the train...

Today it is this horse...

One would have to cross the walk/swinging bridge to get across the river in 1900...

Same is true today, but the bridge you see here was rebuilt ten years ago when a flash flood blasted the previous one away...
