With my days in Colorado numbered, I’ve been taking advantage of recent weekends to get out and check off some curious destinations that have been on my list of places to visit for a few years now. Last weekend, Caroline and I headed out to canyon country to see what all the hype was about.
Okay, so this isn’t you’re typical canyon country. This is in southeastern Colorado, near the town of La Junta. Most people aren’t aware that there are any particularly interesting landscape features to visit in this area, but I can now say that those people are missing out. There’s also one other neat aspect to one of these canyons…
We unfortunately didn’t have as much time to explore the huge network of canyons, but we did get in one ride. The trail, not surprisingly was littered with some unfriendly pointy things: Goatheads.
Dozens found their way into our tires. Thank goodness for ample sealant.
The dinosaur tracks were spectacular in their own right. Approximately 150 million years old, these were left behind by a family group of Apatosaurs walking along the shallows of a limey lake. Their deep tracks were preserved as the muck lithified into limestone. Nearby, smaller tracks of predatory Allosaurs record a threat following behind.
On Sunday, we ventured a bit farther west to Pueblo Reservoir, just outside Pueblo. I had ridden here a couple years ago and was delighted with the trail system in this state park.
The multiuse trails include 20-plus miles of winding, moderately technical singletrack that continuously bumps up and down the little canyons. But to appease riders looking for a more gravity-fueled challenge, steep, rocky, challenging trails were built in each of the dozen or so canyons that cut into one cliff line. Big travel bikes are right at home here, and my Horsethief was a blast to ride and had no trouble handling the chunkiest lines and biggest drops the place had to offer. In my opinion, the approach to trail building taken by this park should receive far more praise than it has.
So if you’re ever passing through southeastern Colorado, take a day or two to explore what it has to offer. It might not be Moab or Sedona, but it sure is dang fun and far less crowded.
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