Last night we rode from Tibble Fork Reservoir up Mill Canyon(not as fun as it sounds). After the steep push on the first couple miles, we came across a strange sight.
Sorry for the blurry shots, camera phone. Anyway. Two horses, with halters and no saddles, and no riders, making their way down the trail. They were nervous and it took a while before they dared go past us on the trail. I figured they would head downhill and likely be waiting for their owners at the reservoir. We finished the big push to the top, came down Tibble, and crossed back over to Lower Mill to finish the loop. It wasn’t long before Burgi stopped short to avoid a collision with one of the same horses again. Missing his partner this time, and heading uphill.
That was one of the weirdest things I had ever seen on a bike. Until this morning.
Most mornings I meet Jeff Orr for a quick morning road ride. Today we had both tandems with us(Brent and Brian with their wives) and were riding a relaxed pace up through Alpine. Jeff and I were out in front and passed a jogger who hollered something at us, for a minute I thought it sounded like he said “watch out for the camel…” That’s silly, there are no cam……..
That was pretty funny. What was even funnier is immediately after I snapped that photo, the camel broke into a run, and charged Jeff.
Jeff would later explain that he figured he could ride faster scared than the camel could run mad.
We stopped for a minute trying to see if we could herd the camel into the open corral on the side of the road.(Ends up somebody owns several camels up there) But I backed off when I decided I didn’t like the look in his eye. There was another cyclist who was on the phone with the police I assume, the last thing I heard her say was “It’s up here chasing bikers”
How many mornings have you ever had that started with being charged by a camel?