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Traversing the Kokopelli Trail

Just got back from a whirlwind trip through the Kokopelli Trail, and let me tell you, it was one for the books. I'm Ryan, and I'm here to give you the lowdown on my two-wheeled escapade through the wilds of Colorado and Utah.

So picture this: me, loading up my trusty Santa Cruz Tallboy with all the gear I'd need for a few days of roughing it in the great outdoors. The Kokopelli Trail stretches out before me, 142 miles of dusty tracks and rocky terrain, with a whopping 15,000 feet of climbing thrown in for good measure.

Now, I'm no stranger to a challenge, but let me tell you, those elevation changes had me sweating bullets. From the lowest point at 4,000 feet to the dizzying heights of the La Sal mountains at 8,400 feet, every uphill grind felt like a battle won.

But hey, it wasn't all blood, sweat, and gears. The views along the way were something else—red desert canyons stretching as far as the eye could see, with the snow-capped peaks of the La Sals looming in the distance. It was like something out of a postcard, I tell ya.

Now, let's talk gear. I packed light but smart, with bags strapped to my handlebars, seatpost, and trusty old backpack. Every inch of space was precious, filled with everything from bike repair kits to enough snacks to keep me going for days.

And speaking of days, my adventure lasted a grand total of three, with a couple of nights spent under the stars for good measure. We kept a steady pace, logging about 18 hours of "moving" time along the way.

But you know what they say—it's not about the destination, it's about the journey. And let me tell you, the Kokopelli Trail did not disappoint. From heart-pounding descents to moments of quiet reflection beneath a canopy of stars, every twist and turn of the trail was an adventure in itself.

So there you have it, folks—the story of my bikepacking expedition through the Kokopelli Trail. It wasn't always easy, but then again, the best adventures never are. And as I sit here, nursing my sore muscles and reliving the memories, I can't help but feel grateful for the chance to explore this beautiful world of ours on two wheels.

Until next time, keep pedaling!

Happy trails,