2011.06.23 – Getting Reacquainted

As it had been a while since the Camel and I had spent any quality time together, a few day trips were in order to prepare for the next leg. The Camel woke right up and luckily forgave me for riding that horse in Montana, so soon we were on a 60 mile loop from Idaho Falls – east over Taylor Mountain through Wolverine Canyon, along the canyon rim of the Grays Lake drainage, and back home over the foothills near Bone.

Floating on a sea of green.

Floating on a sea of green.

I can't remember when I've seen Idaho covered in such lush green growth.

I can't remember when I've seen Idaho covered in such lush green growth.

Still life truck with cows.

Still life truck with cows.

Nice to find ranch land with unlocked gates, and considerate ranchers who only request that passersby close them once through.

Nice to find ranch land with unlocked gates, and considerate ranchers who only request that passersby close them once through.

Bajaing through sagebrush in search of a good view.

Bajaing through sagebrush in search of a good view.

View found! Looking into the canyon of the Grays Lake outlet.

View found! Looking into the canyon of the Grays Lake outlet.

A few run-ins with stray lava rocks was a firm reminder of the need for a radiator guard, so I spent the next day with my brother Steve in his metal shop. In no time we had a stout radiator guard fabricated, the oil changed, and new brake pads installed.

My bro plasma cutting parts for the Camel.

My bro plasma cutting parts for the Camel.

Installed radiator guard (silver expanded metal grating).

Installed radiator guard (silver expanded metal grating).

The previous day trip had shed some light on more rugged country further east, which seemed to demand another day of exploring. The starting point for this trip would be Zac and Misty’s house, belly full from delicious homemade eggs benedict after an evening of golf at the Heise Hot Springs Golf Course. After 9 holes it was clear that when The Dude uttered “Obviously you’re not a golfer,” he had been speaking of me. “So I jumped ship in Hong Kong and I made my way over to Tibet, and I got on as a looper at a course over in the Himalayas. So, I tell them I’m a pro jock, and who do you think they give me? The Dalai Lama, himself. Twelfth son of the Lama. The flowing robes, the grace, bald… striking. So, I’m on the first tee with him. I give him the driver. He hauls off and whacks one – big hitter, the Lama – long, into a ten-thousand foot crevasse, right at the base of this glacier. Do you know what the Lama says? ‘Gunga galunga… gunga, gunga-lagunga.’ So we finish the eighteenth and he’s gonna stiff me. And I say, ‘Hey, Lama, hey, how about a little something, you know, for the effort, you know.’ And he says, ‘Oh, uh, there won’t be any money, but when you die, on your deathbed, you will receive total consciousness.’ So I got that goin’ for me, which is nice.”

Trying to become one with the ball.

Trying to become one with the ball.

Anyway, 100 miles (60 of them on dirt, gravel, and two-track trails) later we had crossed the Caribou Range, starting from Fall Creek near Swan Valley, rising up onto Skyline Ridge and then down through Tex Creek and back to Idaho Falls…..awesome!

The Snake River with Mt. Baldy (9,835' high and the site of many a great ski adventure in high school) in the background.

The Snake River with Mt. Baldy (9,835' high and the site of many a great ski adventure in high school) in the background.

The Tetons, 45 miles away, were cleary visible from Skyline Ridge.

The Tetons, 45 miles away, were cleary visible from Skyline Ridge.

Spring is definitely here, just in time for summer!

Spring is definitely here, just in time for summer!

You never know what's around the next corner. In this case sheep in the Tex Creek Wildlife Management Area.

You never know what's around the next corner. In this case sheep in the Tex Creek Wildlife Management Area.

Driving myself crazy. - Composite image

Driving myself crazy. - Composite image

Arriving home I noticed a nice steady drip of coolant coming from the waterpump. It seems that BMW’s engineering genius is back to haunt me again, this time 6,000 miles earlier than I had anticipated. Looks like I’ll be tearing into the Camel’s innards tomorrow to investigate. My excitement at this is perhaps best demonstrated by my nephew Gage, scowling at the band of imaginary biker thugs in hot pursuit:

Gage trying to outrun a gang of faulty water pump thugs.

Gage trying to outrun a gang of faulty water pump thugs.

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One Response to 2011.06.23 – Getting Reacquainted

  1. Anders says:

    Your pictures are awesome. Keep it coming. I wish it was me!

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