My First Solo Bikepack Trip

Mother’s Day in the Honeycomb Buttes

I’m know I’m not the only one navigating an endless maze of emotions lately. I’ll wake up happy to be healthy and alive only to be teary-eyed later in the day for no apparent reason. But of course there are many reasons. But there are also reasons to be hopeful.

Being out on the land centers me and reminds me that we are just a small part of what makes up this beautiful world that we live in. No matter what is happening on the human stage, desert flowers are blooming in all their glory and antelope will give birth to their twin fawns in a few weeks. All this life is happening whether we are there to bear witness or not.

My forays into these vast open spaces are a pilgrimage of sorts. I return home with my heart and soul overflowing and dreaming of the next time.

The sandy draws were a lot of fun to ride. I don’t have much stuff as this was my one night test run.

The road heading east towards the Honeycomb Buttes Wilderness Study Area in the Northern Red Desert. I didn’t use an app for navigating or take a paper map. I had a general map in my head and then explored whatever struck my fancy.

That is happiness; to be dissolved into something complete and great. ~ Willa Cather

Arches, caves, bluebird nests hidden in the sagebrush, snow-fed springs, elk and antelope, and unexpected desert wild flowers.

Beginnings.

Wyoming wild horses on a bike pack trip.  Red Desert.

Wild horses and Continental Peak in background.

Following the Point of Rocks-South Pass Stagecoach Route.

Bike packing trip in the Red Desert, Wyoming.

My next post will be a gear review when I know more what I’m doing. But I was pretty happy with the Big Agnes Copper Spur 2-person tent. My favorite part is that the color blends in with the landscape.

Dinner. I grabbed what I had at home that wasn’t expired and also made home-made energy treats.

Sunset over Oregon Buttes.

I’m endlessly fascinated by textures of the desert.

What draws us into the desert is the search for something intimate in the remote. ~ Edward Abbey

Bike packing with wild horses in the Red Desert of Wyoming.

Another band of wild horses.

Following a wild horse and game trail in Wyoming on bike.

I followed 2-track dirt roads and a few game trails. Running the fat tires tubeless was key for all the cactus I ran over and the sandy draws.

…Life nowhere appears so brave, so bright, so full of oracle and miracle as in the desert. ~Edward Abbey

Every spring, phlox makes me happy.

Bikepacking in Wyoming and antelope.

Antelope were constant companions.

Mountain biking in the Red Desert of Wyoming on my fat bike.

You could spend the better part of a lifetime exploring the Red Desert of Wyoming. There are treasures to be found up every canyon.

When you look closely….

Red Desert and Oregon Buttes, Wyoming.

We come and go, but the land will always be here. Those people who love and understand it are the only ones who really own it, for a while. ~ Willa Cather

Sage buttercup.

Fat biking in Wyoming's Red Desert.

My bike is happy.

Red Desert Elk seen while biking in the Great Basin of Wyoming.

I was sitting quietly taking in the view when an elk came across my path. I wondered if it was the same one I saw on top of the Oregon Buttes the other night.

Let your fiction grow out of the land beneath your feet. ~ Willa Cather

Fatbike girl fat biking in Red Desert, Wyoming.

Glamour shot!

Biking near Oregon Buttes not far from the Oregon Trail, Wyoming.

This is the most beautiful place on earth. There are many such places. ~ Edward Abbey

I hope you like my map. Happy Trails!

For more information, see Citizens for the Red Desert.

 

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