My First Solo Bikepack Trip ~ Mother’s Day in the Honeycomb Buttes

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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.

I’m know I’m not the only one navigating an endless maze of emotions lately. I’ll 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 road heading east towards the Honeycomb Buttes. 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.

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

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

Arches, caves, ledges with raven nests, bluebird nests hidden in the sagebrush, hidden springs, elk and antelope, and unexpected desert wild flowers. These are a few of my favorite things.

Beginnings.

Wild horses and Continental Peak in background.

Following the Point of Rocks- South Pass Stagecoach Route.

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.

It would have been more convenient to lean my bike against the rocks but then I decided I would have a heart attack in the night if I heard it blow over. The wind kept changing directions and was pretty fierce after sunset.

Sunset over Oregon Buttes. 


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

Another band of wild horses!

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

Phlox





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




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


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

I hope you like my map. Happy Exploring!
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