Rachel's C90 Adventures from Alaska to Argentina – Life in the fun lane!
Day 56-77 Weds 30th September to Wednesday 21st October When we returned from the White Rim Trail neither me nor my bike were in good working order. My bike hadn’t been making the best of noises before we’d ridden it, and afterwards it sounded horrific. Ed diagnosed it as cam chain slap, and as…
Day 55: White Rim Trail Day 2 Tuesday 29th September I woke early to do some yoga as the sun rose, and the other guys were up and packing as Ed got up. We had a good chat with them in the morning, and they had us laughing with their tales of their…
Day 54: White Rim Trail Day 1 Monday 28th September I first heard about the White Rim Trail on Facebook. Three Kiwi’s who we’d met on the TAT had done it and posted a few photos, and we rather fancied having a go. It looked incredible, and up for exploring the spectacular scenery of Canyonlands…
Day 48-53 Tuesday 22nd September – Sunday 27th September We’d planned to ride the White Rim Trail and Slickrock on arrival in Moab, but both bikes needed some attention first. Ed’s bike wouldn’t actually start again due to the pickup coil packing up, and mine ran but pumped out copious amounts of smoke while it…
Day 47 Monday 21st September Our second attempt at leaving 3 Step nearly failed as well, as Ed’s bike decided to die as he rode it round to the front to say goodbye. After hours of investigating, trying parts from my bike and endless trial and error, he discovered that the pickup coil…
Day 44-46 Friday 18th September – Sun 20th September The owners Julie and Scott kindly set us up in a Teepee for the night, but unfortunately it wasn’t a good nights sleep for either of us. I froze my tits off in my summer bag with the lack of combined body heat in such a…
Day 43 Thursday 17th September We woke to a bright and sunny day, and after splashing our way through some muddy puddles and laughing as Ed’s bike cut out in the middle of one of them, we proceeded to ride 10 miles in the wrong direction. Ed’s phone wasn’t charged and he’d presumed…
Day 42 Wednesday 16th September Much to our delight the rain had cleared by the morning and we were left with a bright blue sky and white fluffy clouds. The town looked so much better in the sunshine, and was buzzing with tourists all out exploring and eager for a chat. I’m a…
Day 41 Tuesday 15th September As we couldn’t leave town until 12pm due to roadworks, Ed spent most of the morning in bed while I went and hung out in a nearby cafe. I really liked Ouray and everyone was so happy and friendly, and I spent most of the morning chatting to…
Day 40 Monday 14th September Navigating in the dark we didn’t realise that we hadn’t actually made it in to the national forest to camp, but no-one came round and bothered us. While my bike and I had fared fairly well after my crashes, we soon discovered while packing that our saucepan…
