Tuesday, March 14, 2017

VIVA PHX

This is a little bit of a different kind of post. No bikes, but lots of “hiking”. And it was quite the adventure.




We stayed in the northwest section all night




I love live music. Seeing bands play live, especially in a small venue, is so much more compelling than just listening to tunes on my phone. So, when I heard about Viva Phx I immediately got tickets. The deal is that they try and get a bunch of the bands that are heading to SXSW in Austin to stop over in Phoenix for one night. So something like 80 bands, in 18 venues in downtown phoenix, over a 7 hour span (7pm-2am).

That is quite a schedule




When I saw the lineup I was very excited to see that X was going to be there. I saw them over 30 years ago in Austin at Farm Aid. It would be fun to see them again. Also, I had recently been listening to a band called Summer Cannibals and was really digging them. They were also going to be there. Awesome.

Nancy arranged a hotel stay for us so we didn’t have to make the long drive home afterwards. We were set. My only issue now was to decide what bands to see in the limited time available.

Carbo loading for the festivities



We started the night at the Summer Cannibals show – since I had to see them. They were up there as one of my favorite bands of the night. However, we didn’t stay for the whole set, since there were other bands to see. We headed over to Punk Alley (which was actually in an alley), but only caught the last bit of the last song by Palm. Darn, too slow.


Summer Cannibals - Concert photography is tricky





Next it was over to the Crescent, where we were going  to check out Pure Bathing Culture. We got there, saw an outside stage with a band and started listening. Turns out that was the wrong stage and we were actually listening to Rozwell Kid – which neither of us liked at all. We ducked inside the Crescent to the smaller stage and listened to Pure Bathing Culture for a bit. The lead singer was wearing an all white outfit and seemed to have a Stevie Nicks kind of vibe. After a couple of songs we said, nah, and moved on. Just not our thing.

Since we had ducked out of that show earlier than expected, we had a little time. After a quick consult of the schedule and map we headed over to the Grace Chapel, where Running From Bears were playing. They were a jazz quartet, so we got to hear some Thelonius Monk and others in a small room. That was pretty cool.

After that it was back to Crescent. We were there to check out The Japanese House on the inside stage, but stopped to listen The Mezingers on the outside stage for a bit. I thought they were really good. Ducked inside after a few songs to catch The Japanese House. Their music was a little unusual. Didn’t work so much for me, but Nancy liked them. Nancy wanted to check out The Drums at Comerica, so we headed over there after a few songs.

The Comerica Theater is much bigger than any of the other venues. There was real security here and it took a little longer to get in. This is where the express pass was totally worth having. We went inside and listened to The Drums for a while. They were pretty good, but I didn’t love them. The heavy drum backing on every song kept them all sounding pretty much the same.

After a bit we left there and had a little bit of time where we had nothing really scheduled. So we rolled over to Monroe Mercado and caught a bout of Lucha Libre Wrestling. That was a hoot. On a whim we ducked into the Boiler Room where a DJ was spinning house and techno. Turns out this was in an actual small boiler room, in a basement. There were about 30 people dancing (that was max capacity) and a DJ. Didn’t expect that. Very cool. We danced a bit then left.

Some fun wrestling action


It was getting near time to go see X. I was concerned that we’d have trouble getting in since the Masonic Temple was not very big and wanted to get there early. We got in quick, but it was packed since Reverend Horton Heat was playing. I’ve been a fan of the Rev since my early days in Dallas when I used to go see him in small clubs. We had been to one of his shows recently so this wasn’t an essential stop for the night, but always good to hear some psychobilly. John Doe, Exene, and the band finally took the stage. They had aged a bit since I saw them last – but then so had i. It was a great show and I enjoyed hearing them again. I had planned to skip out and go see Girl Talk, but couldn’t tear myself away.

X


We left near the end of the show and headed over to Comerica to see if maybe Girl Talk was running late –but no dice. At this point it was after 12 and there weren’t a lot of other options. Plus, we were tired and hungry. We went over to the Mercado, but the food vendors were closing up shop. So we headed back to the hotel to look for food. When we got there we noticed that Three Commons were still kicking out psychedelic cumbia punk in one of the conference rooms at our hotel. Although we only caught the end of their set, I really liked them.  

Finally we headed over to the hotel bar/restaurant. They had stopped serving, but told us that the place across the street was still serving for another 30 minutes or so. We hauled over there, got some good food and drink and wound down a bit.

But wait, the party wasn't over yet. When we came back into the hotel we discovered that the same room where Three Commons had played now had a DJ spinning cumbia. So, of course, Nancy and I did some more dancing to end out the night/morning/whatever. 

It was quite a night. We heard everything from punk to jazz to rock to cumbia in venues from a big arena to an actual boiler room. Heard music I loved and some I totally didn’t love. And there was wrestling. The compressed nature of this event makes it tough since you have to make hard choices, but it is also a great opportunity to sample new music and make some discoveries. We’ll definitely be back.


My only regret is that we didn't get to see any hip hop. I would have loved to have seen Ton Loc, Mystikal, Blackalicious or Wyclef Jean, but that venue was just too far from where we were. Maybe next year...


Friday, December 9, 2016

Gila River Valley Bikepacking

John threw out the idea of a little bikepacking trip in December. I've been wanting to get back out to Ajax Mine and Box Canyon and all that since he, Nancy and I did a recon ride for the Punisher. So, I cobbled together tracks from that ride, plus some others, with a little bit of drawing in from satellite - to make it interesting. 

Despite a wide invite, and partly due to a late scheduling change, we ended up with a small group of John, Joe, Nancy and I. 

Ride weekend ended up being a bit more chilly than I was thinking it would be when we scheduled this, but at least the sun was shining brightly. 


Getting ready

We knew the first day was not going to be too difficult or long so we took our time getting ready and rolled out from the Picket Post trail head some time before 10am. 



Joe's 3rd BP trip






One thing we noticed right away was that there had been work done on the trail. Some of the parts that had gotten a bit torn up over time had been worked on. Apparently there were crews out this weekend working on the trail. We'd run into them on the way back on Sunday. They had a jackhammer and were working on one of the more problematic sections. Look forward to getting out there again to see what they accomplished. 


Buffed trail

The AZT south of Picketpost trailhead is dominated by Picket Post mountain for a good long time. It just makes a great background for pictures. 





As we plunked along, climbing the AZT, Craig Gregory came up behind us looking for John. Craig is trail steward for segment 18. He has led a lot of the improvements on Montana Mountain  - which has been nice for the Punisher race. Anyhow, he and John had emailed for years, but never met. So we spent some time catching up.

A bit later Nancy noticed her front tire was low. We added some air and moved on. That didn't work for long, so we stopped to added sealant and air. It's a good thing we were not in a hurry today. 


Scenic place to work on your bike. 

yeah, he's having fun



Even little drops can be a more challenging with full gear

There is a section on this trail, before FR4 (Telegraph Canyon Road), that is a series of switchbacks up a hill. John has a thing about trying to clean these. Well, actually he has a thing about switchbacks everywhere. I've seen him risk his life just to clean some  particularly sketchy ones. This, however, was not his day.  


Got that one

Gotta love the desert scenery

We eventually made it to FR4, which was our turn off from the AZT. From there we'd take FR4 up and over to Ajax mine. 

Joe is in there grinding out the climb

We encountered plenty of 4 wheelers out there

Made it to the top!. Not really - just a false summit. 

The view to the south from the actual top. Mt. Lemon in the far distance

And down we go

A little sketch here

Hard to believe how quickly we descended from the right hand top corner

We rolled down to Ajax mine and started exploring. On our previous visit we had seen this cool looking structure on the hill, but did not have time to investigate. Today we were here to check it out. Turns out that structure is not actually the mine. The mine is just a hole in the ground. That big structure seems to be something for processing whatever they pulled out of the ground. At least that was our guess. 


Yep, it is a hole in the ground

This looks like a house from a distance




View from the top


Back out on the road we rolled down toward Box Canyon.



More great views 

And more of our 4 wheeled friends


Down into the canyon

We eventually made it down into the canyon proper. It is pretty sandy here, but we were rolling downhill, so made good progress. 



The most often encountered critter in the AZ back country


A ways down the canyon is these remains of a house that was primarily constructed of mud. Can't imagine why someone build a residence in the bottom of a canyon. Seems like you'd be risking flood any time it rained. 


Room with a view

The well was quite dry


On we went through the canyon. 




After a bit it gets more narrow and dramatic. This is where we started seeing A LOT of 4 wheelers. 






This is a really cool place to be



The canyon eventually ended and we were pretty close to the Gila river. My plan was to ride down to the railroad tracks that go along the river, ride along or on the tracks (where necessary), then through the train tunnel, and over the train bridge.That would get us very close to our camping spot for the night. 

However, there was some spirited discussion about the legality/wisdom of taking the the train tunnel/bridge. In the end, Joe and Nancy headed down the road toward the dam that crossed the Gila a couple of miles down (in the wrong direction). John and I opted to continue down the wash to the river. We'd see if we could cross. If not, we'd go via railroad tracks. 

As we rolled down to, and under, the railroad tracks we followed 4 wheeler tracks. They obviously headed for the river - so there must be a crossing. When we got to the river, there was no obvious crossing, but we could see that the 4 wheeler had gone across to a sand bank on the other side. The river was super low so we took off our shoes and walked the bikes over. Here the four wheeler had turned around and gone back. Like him, we saw no obvious way through the trees on the other side. In order to get closer to scope it out we had to go up a muddy bank. So now our feet were covered in mud and the woods still looked pretty thick. Being no strangers to bushwhacking we decided to go for it. How bad could it be....

After scraping mud off our feet we started pushing our way through the brush. It was thicker than you'd think - especially for the desert. We eventually worked out a pattern. Bushwhack through a section without bikes, drop our packs, go back for the bikes, drag them to the packs, repeat. This worked pretty good except for the time when we went back to get the bikes and couldn't figure out where we left them. That took a few minutes of searching. 





Thankfully, the brush thicket was not too wide and we eventually reached desert - and the road we wanted to be on. After about 5 minutes of riding on that we came upon Nancy and Joe. Despite taking the longer way, they were ahead of us. Perhaps Nancy was right...

On we went down a sandy, then rocky jeep road toward Area 52 - our destination for the night. 



South Butte is right next to Area 52


We found a nice spot on a hill between Area 52 and South Butte for camp. Great views in every direction. 




How can you not love being here

Great camp spot

Sunrise on South Butte

Breakfast time

 Broke camp and headed out toward the Gila. When putting this route together I could see paths down to the river on both sides of the river - surely there was a way through the trees, right?

More sand - down toward the Gila

This was actually a gate - but the top part would not come off. 

The dreaded train tunnel and bridge


Ok, this is looking interesting

We found a passage to the river through the brush - no problem. Should be the same on the other side - right? Sure.





Once we got to the river it was time to filter water. Then we crossed and figured out how to get through the brush on the other side. 



Shoes back on


 No too surprising that we ended up having to bushwhack on the other side. It was not as bad as the previous day's adventure, but still "interesting". 





Once out of the woods we rolled down more dirt roads to the area where the coke ovens are. These are visible from the other side of the river, but you don't really get an idea of how big they are until you are up close. Very cool. 




Seen better days


Unfortunately, the "road" out of that area is a rocky mess. It gains about 300 feet in elevation, just to drop you back down to the river on the other side. So, lots of HAB going up and sketchy rocky going down. Fun. 



Once we got over the "hump" and back down to the river, we were buzzed by a pair of black helicopters. They went down low on the other side of the river, then took off. Not sure what that was about. 





Time to head back to the AZT where we had the classic climb out of the Gila between us and the end of the day. 



tree tunnel

I pretty much stopped taking pictures when we hit the AZT because I have so many pics of that area already - plus was grinding out the big climb. 

One item of note is a brand new gate. Much needed since the old one was falling apart. This is one of the new Rob Bauer gates - really nicely done. 




Day two of this trip took a bit longer than I expected. The mileage was nearly the same as day one,but more climbing and just more challenging terrain. Regardless, it was a great route with all the classic ingredients - sunny skies, amazing scenery, great camping spot, gratuitous HAB, route finding, bushwhacking, and river fording. Can't ask for more than that.