Bikepacking trip to Stillwater – aka “Mud Ride 2021”

I grew up camping. When I was a kid, we camped while riding horses. Later I moved to “iron horses” aka motorcycles, and have camped all across the United States from the back of my bike. Anywhere from the Sierra Mountains to the Rockies to the remote wilds of the Glover River in SE Oklahoma to a grass lot behind a convenience store in Birmingham. I have camped while flying my Maule to the Idaho wilderness, flying my twin Cessna T310R to New Mexico, while driving my Jeep to Missouri, and even with a mini-van full of kids in Colorado. Camping is something I enjoy. But I had never camped while riding a bicycle. Until this past weekend.

I am used to camping out of my airplane or from the back of a motorcycle. Never camped from a bicycle until this weekend.

I had been wanting to bicycle camp for many years, but never really had the opportunity, the gear, or the legs to make it happen. Since 2017 I have been pretty serious about riding my bicycle and exercising in general, so my fitness level, despite multiple heart attacks and open heart bypass surgery in 2018, is pretty good right now. I had recently purchased a Trek Checkpoint ALR5 with the express purpose of bicycle camping. It has the gearing I need to ride up steep hills while fully loaded with camping gear, and it has plenty of mounting points for racks, fenders, and other parts that make bicycle travel more practical.

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My neighbor Geoff Detrich is a long-time bicyclist who had been out of riding for a few years. He got started again recently and we have done a few rides together. I expressed an interest in bicycle camping and he said “count me in”. So on short notice, I told him I was planning to gravel ride from my home in Edmond to Lake McMurtry in Stillwater. He checked his schedule and decided to ride with me. While Geoff had bicycle camped years ago, neither of us had camped from our current rides. My bike was closest to being ready, since I had purchased it over a year ago with camping in mind, and had been acquiring the racks needed. I already had most of the camping gear from my time on motorcycles, so I just needed a good way to mount everything to my bicycle. I bought some really nice Axiom bags last year that was perfect. After loading my bike and doing a test run, and getting some advice from friends, I decided to move some of my load upfront on my bicycle rather than having all the weight on the rear.

My final configuration before starting my trip. My Trek Checkpoint ALR5 has mounts for the rear rack, three water bottles, the homemade top rack case, and the Salsa fork mount cages on the front forks. Based on my experience camping while riding dirt bikes, I wanted the load tight and secure. The mounting points meant I could use racks rather than straps to secure everything to the bike and make sure it didn’t move around during rough gravel riding.

Day 1 – Edmond to Lake McMurtry

We left our homes in Edmond around noon on a beautiful Saturday with a slight breeze and temperatures in the 60’s – perfect cycling weather. I had hoped to get away a bit earlier but we had to do some tweaks on Geoff’s bike before leaving. I knew at my slow pace, 55 miles was going to be a chore on gravel roads to arrive at McMurtry before dark, especially with a loaded bicycle.

My neighbor Geoff and me (in red) leaving his driveway for our weekend bike packing trip. My house is in the background.
Our goal was to ride mostly gravel and dirt roads from our homes in Edmond to Lake McMurtry. This wooden bridge is just south of Guthrie.
We tried to stick to gravel and dirt roads. Getting across the Cimarron River is one of the chokepoints. This is the only bridge on a gravel road for miles on the Cimarron. I have taken this many times on my motorcycle. I didn’t notice how steep the climb was out of the riverbed. Had to walk one particularly steep hill.
We eventually climbed over 3,200 feet for the day. Not that much really for a 55 mile ride, but plenty for me on a loaded bicycle. Made this stop to rest at a small cemetery south of Stillwater on a long dirt road.
We arrived at Lake McMurtry just after sunset. I quickly jumped off my bicycle and took this picture of my planned campsite. Geoff had previous commitments at home, so his wife picked him up and I stayed solo.
It got down to 42 degrees that night. I had packed my summer sleeping bag so had to wear my down coat and two pairs of socks to stay warm, but I slept pretty decent.

Day 2 – Lake McMurtry to Guthrie

Geoff had a previous commitment that night, so his wife picked him up at Lake McMurtry and I spent the night alone. The weather got a bit cold at 42 degrees F. I have camped in much colder weather, but had warmer camping gear. I had packed my bicycle pretty lite knowing I had to pedal it all the way to McMurtry and back. I used one of my summer 40 degree sleeping bags with a liner. I stayed warm enough, but just barely. I had to wear my long riding pants, two pairs of socks, and my down jacket.

I woke up the next morning and cooked breakfast. The weather warmed up pretty quickly, but I was faced with the reality of pedaling home in some very strong headwinds. Geoff ended up driving to Guthrie and then riding his bike north to meet me at I-35 and Highway 51. After a tough Sunday of riding in strong headwinds and dealing with wheel-stopping thick mud, I was happy that I only had to ride 40 mile to Guthrie rather than 55 miles home to Edmond.

I woke up to a chilly morning, but felt pretty decent. I work out enough that I don’t get sore much any more. My legs were a bit fatigued, but ready for the day’s ride.
I cooked a backpacker meal for dinner, and made oatmeal and coffee the next morning with my 15-year old Jetboil stove.
Don’t drink the yellow bottle. Long-time campers know what I mean. Too cold to get up at night and do my thing outside.
Packed and ready the next morning. The bad news is 20+ mph headwinds on the way home to Edmond.
More gravel roads on my way home. I had just purchased a new Garmin Montana 700i for use on my motorcycle, so decided to try it on my bicycle. I also had my Garmin Edge 1000, which I ended up not using. I think I like the Montana better for bicycle travel. It has a much bigger screen and an 11 hour battery life, compared to 4 hours for the Edge.
I rode solo from McMurtry to I-35 and Highway 51. I love taking my time and seeing the local countryside.
Payne County wasn’t nearly as painful as Logan County.
Geoff decided to start in Guthrie and ride north to meet me and ride home with me. We met for lunch at the truck stop at I-35 and Highway 51.
After lunch we hit some dirt roads. Geoff was leading and turned off on dirt road with only a single set of tire tracks. I thought “there must be a reason nobody goes down that road”. We found out why about two miles later.
It started getting really muddy, steep, and rutted. We would ride a bit then have to dismount, clean the mud from the tires, and walk the bikes. Our decision – keep on going and hope it gets better, or turn around and ride two miles back.
It got worse. Every time we passed one of these mud holes, we were hoping it would get better. It didn’t. The bikes were too heavy to carry over the mud, so we pushed them through and mud would cake up under the wheels and around the chain and pedals. We had to stop and clean mud from the bike every 200 yards.
Keep going or turn around and go back through what we just passed through? We just kept pushing along, walking much of the time.
Several times we pushed the bikes in the tall dried grass beside the road. This was hard but better than cleaning mud.
I was too tired to take pictures of the thick mud on my bike. I took this picture about an hour later after I had cleaned much of the mud out, it had dried, and some had fallen off. The mud got so thick the tires wouldn’t turn.
We finally made it to Mulhall and stopped to talk to some motorcycle riders. They were not much interested in talking to bicycle riders.
We had to cross the Cimarron River again. This time the nearest crossing was on Highway 74. By this time Geoff had gone ahead of me since he was so much faster. Our plan was for him to grab his truck and meet me on the route. We ended up meeting in downtown Guthrie.
Geoff had parked near I-35. He grabbed his truck and met me in downtown Guthrie. After 40 miles of strong headwinds and sticky mud, I was done for the day and very glad I didn’t have to ride the extra 15 miles to Edmond.

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