Modifying a salsa anything cage or blackburn cargo carrier to a fork without mounts.

Modifying a salsa anything cage or Blackburn cargo carrier to a fork without mounts.

I went to the Do it Center to purchase 4 1-2″ number 10 Hose Clamps decided to get 6.

I found a old 26″ tube laying around because who rides 26″ mountain bikes anymore hehe.  I searched my house for an hour to find shoe glue from a previous project and started to cut up strips of tube to glue fit to the hose clamps to protect the carbon fork. Also to protect rockshock when I mount on Enduro bike.

I was feeling great about this although it was getting messy and time consuming.

Then Legendary Ski Racer John Peckham stops by to see if I wanted to go for a bike ride.

I want to finish this project first I said. Then as a good buddy would say hey dummy why don’t you just cut a 6 inch piece take off the wheel then slide it over the fork like a sock.

 Thinking it won’t work it will be to lose. But Sum Beach it worked great. The time I waisted it was so simple.

The tube fitting like a perfect sock

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Goldfield, NV

Goldfield, Nevada another Ghost Town by bike. Inspired from a previous Tonopah and Beatty, NV rides.

It was time to get out of town from Historic snow fall in Mammoth Lakes and I was jonesing for dirt. Goldfield was on my list for exploring since I have been on a kick to explore ghost towns by bike. I got up early for me loaded up the bike and gear and headed out.


I made a stop in Tonopah, NV to check out the Mizpah Hotel and enjoyed some breakfast at there Cafe.


Now with a full breakfast I was ready to explore by Bike just had to drive 26 more miles.

I found a nice parking area to ditch my car and go explore. I had mapped out a route on to go ride.

My first stop on my way to see the famous old hotel on what I thought was going to be the Main event and it might have been. I also saw the local radio station and you could see them chatting. It was great I tuned in while cruising around the town.

This Building was pretty amazing peaking thru the windows a bummer its shut down.

The Old High School

The Old Bank

The Fire Station  still in use.


As well as the Courthouse

But not the Old Telephone/ Telegraph Company.


There where so many more old building with historical numbers on them I am sure the visitor center had a map about them but they where closed so I didn’t get to check them out. Ok after checking out the town it was time to go ride the Gpx I had loaded on my Gps unit.

I had started to ride the double track but the snow got deep.

I pushed on hoping it would thin out but it didn’t I was getting a bit discouraged because I drove aways and I wanted to ride. I was surprised to see this share the road marker with a bike symbol a effort for a bike trail. I looked towards the highway and a way to get back to the road. I did have to posthole a bit until I got to the driveway. I started riding the road and noticed there was a cemetery so I became a bit curious.

There where tombstones from the Late 1800s. I tried to imagine there stories. With the town covered in snow I also tried to imagine how they heated the area while I was wearing modern winter garments think darn I am spoiled. I still wanted to ride I was going to just tour more streets that I had missed. I looked to the east and noticed there was less snow.


Then I could see some dirt roads and what looked like a stamp mill. There is the old saying curiosity killed the cat but it also discovered America and thats what I was doing here. so I pedaled towards the mine.


The gateway to the mine there was a Historic Bullfrog Train


and well a Saloon

I was getting thirsty seem like a proper watering hole and a Coors light seem like proper water.


The bartender didn’t seem to friendly at first but while I was donating 5 bucks to the slot funds I noticed on the mirror home of the meanest bartenders then I giggled to myself.


Now that I was no longer thirsty back to riding and exploring.








I saw this sign Diamondfield didn’t really think anything of it at first then I saw another sign so I googled it turned out to be another ghost town and it was another 5 miles away and thought great I will get a decent ride in today so I trucked on or well pedaled.


I went off the main road a little bit to follow this old rail trail and figured it would merge back to the dirt road.


I was happy to be riding dirt and packed snow and getting miles in.


I had only really saw two marker this one of the Deerfield High school of 1904-1911. The road dead end to a private looked like ghost town but there where no trespassing signs around so I just headed back. I was also getting hungry.



I remembered seeing something also on the Car Forest so I had to check this before I hit up the local diner.

It was delicious. The End!


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Old Wagon Roads of Sherwin Grade

Always wanted to know to some history of the wagon wheel trail. Nice blog!

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To stand down at the bottom of Sherwin Grade on U.S. 395, some 10 miles north of Bishop, California, and look up is impressive. Cars and trucks zoom by at high speeds and accomplish in 10 minutes, what it took pioneers in wagons an entire day to negotiate. Huge wagons weighing tons ground their way up and down the volcanic Tuff rock leaving a permanent mark in history with their deep ruts.

There has been a progression of about five or six different roads up the grade to get to where we are today. One of the first roads was for logging made by James L.C. Sherwin in 1870. The logs for lumber were cut at Swall Meadows, known formerly as Sherwin Meadows. and hauled down to a sawmill at Rock Creek Canyon. They dammed up the creek and made a large pond in which to float the logs. In…

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SEMBA is 1 Yr Old! Still in Diapers, But Way Past Crawling :)

Glad to be a member of the SEMBA group doing great things.

Sierra Eastside Mountain Bike Associaton

Our rookie year is just about in the books – so let’s pat ourselves on the back!!  We scoured our Instagram and FB page to collect the “year in photos” below.  Before we start blowing kisses, here’s a blatant call out:  If you’re a member already, don’t forget to RENEW when you get bombarded by the IMBA postcards and e-minders.  If you’re not a member yet, then JOIN ALREADY.  Our goal is 100 members by the end of the year!! (We currently have 64 official members, in case you’re curious).


img_3918 Alan, John, Jen, and Archito – getting ready to host a fat bike demo during the Winter Recreation Summit

  • August 2015 – Jennifer Girard, Ted Dardzinski, Ingrid Braun, and myself (Alan Jacoby) got together, drank beers, wrote a manifesto, crushed cans, played bike polo, drank more beers, and formed the “Founding Board of SEMBA”…

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My Caldera 250 north

My Caldera 250 north  hardest thing I have ever done. The Northern Loop is roughly 317 miles and 38k climbing.


Last year I had to work so I just did the roll out with the group for the first 25 miles. 2016 a few friends wanted to do the ride so I requested a week off work to give it ago myself. So the night before we had the meet and greet and had amazing Ahi Tacos at Gomez in the Village at Mammoth. A great time chatting with Old and new faces.


Then my friends came back to the house and we had to many beers. So getting up at 5:30 am was ruff. KC, Daryl, John and myself finished up packing food. We rode over to New York Bagel Deli about 6:15 am to order a warm breakfast before meeting at the old cabin for the 7am rollout. Everyone turned on there spot devices. Alan gave his Spiel and 7:02 became the official start.


The Start pic Alan Jacoby

When the start went out I didn’t really expect to be fully racing it was going to be more a party ride with friends. As the rollout happend I found myself and Daryl leading the train. I was surprised the fatbike and big tires was holding its own. It was chilly and I think the redbull I had was giving me wings.

Once we hit a short section of pavement on Deadmans Summit that is when my fattires slowed me down with the rolling resistance. The hangover nature break didnt help me then I watched the lead pack pull away. We started climbing up towards the glass mountains. The fall colors where firing I didnt bring my camera/phone so I didnt really get any pictures.

Starting to get dropped I was wishing I had build up a 27.5(650b) plus wheelset. The hangover was kicking in and the redbull was wearing off at mile 20 something. I was lucky to find an outhouse and a creek close by. I filled my water bottles up with creek water. Which became great because I was able to pass about 5 riders filling up and taking a break at the water fill up mentioned in the cue sheet.

I was able to make a push but there skinny tires on the nice gravel road. They where able to catch me and then pass me. I just focused on staying consistant there was a heard of wild horses that was pretty neat to see in the distance. The road started to become silty I was able to catch back up to them. The fat tires I was able to ride thru.The silt got to deep so we had to do The Push.


The  road turned hard packed and I was dropped again for a few miles on the backside of Mono Lake.


Hard packed  Road backside Mono Lake photo Matt Reynolds

I just focused staying consistent. I crossed the Hwy the old Carson Bodie railroad this is where my Fatbike thrived.


Old Bodie Railroad Sandy Photo Matt Reynolds

The Pack had to hike a bike, my Fatbike just spun thru and probably advanced me 30 minutes. The ghost town of Bodie I was able to just view it before darkness came over. I made it to just outside of Bridgeport but was 36 minutes late to catch anything open. I did have food to make it to Walker but I wanted a hot breakfast.

I probably should have kept pedaling and set up camp some where at the base of Mt. Patterson. Then try to make Walker Burger which I ended up missing. I was able to make a store in Walker and have a frozen burrito. Ok now that I jumped ahead of my story back to camping just outside of Bridgeport, CA.

I set up camp and the next rider up was my friend Daryl. H e set up camp next to me and pulled out a beer and shared what a great beer. I had a flask of whiskey took a couple sips but was to dehydrated to have more. I was only down to a half of water bottle. Aaron rode by and opted to push on then Art and Jason. They kept going also. Then John showed up and camped with us. It didnt take long to fall asleep.

Day 2

My sleep setup was pretty quick so I got a bit of headstart. I planed to meet John and Daryl for a yummy breakfast at Bridgeport Inn. I loaded up on food at the gas station by the time I finished then Daryl and John met up with me. So after breakfast I got a headstart on the road section before the climb up to Mt. Patterson.

I knew with there skinny tires and they where stronger riders then me I knew they would catch up.  Daryl John and myself all caught back up and stopped at a great water source. We started on the rolling double track Daryl started to pull ahead and we lost John. The dirt road took a right got steeper and softer. I was able to catch up to Daryl and eventually pass him.


Belfort 1880 photo Matt Reynolds

At 10,800 plus ft came to the remains of an 1880 Belfort town located in the sweetwaters range. After more climbing passed by a creek I had plenty of water to make it to Walker but passed Art and Jason. I just kept pedaling the last probably 800 ft got real steep and had to start the push again.


The Mt Patterson Push to the Top. photo Matt Reynolds

11,500 ft later I was at the pinniCal of the ride. I grabbed some photos from Matt Reynolds photo collection.


A Breath Taking View the Look Back Photo Matt Reynolds


Mt. Patterson peak old glory waving in the breeze.

I really started to make up time on the other guys a fast moto downhill I liked my fat tires for the downhill tried to pump the breaks because I was smoking them.


An Amazing descent start from Mt Patterson

The trail turned to Singletrack along a stream and I was just wondering how Alan Jocoby the race promoter found this stuff because it was amazing. I finally made it to Walker just before dark I knew I was to late for Walker Burger so I had to settle for the store which was good because I needed to stock up on food. I started to notice that I was having trouble eating bread it was making me gag. I got the microwave burrito and gagged on the end tortilla piece.

I love Redbull also but this time it taste like chalk and now I have a hard time drinking Redbull which is probably good now. Just Deli meats Cheese and pickles and snapples and Mountain Dew where things I wanted to eat and gummy worms.  I had gained probably an hour on the three. I got back on trail starting up Mill Canyon road and rode darkness for about another 10 miles. I got tired and couldn’t ride thru much more of the darkness so I set up camp.

The next morning about 6:30 am I heard voices it was Art, Jason and Daryl camped out next to me. I was a little amazed because I was tucked away a bit off-road that they camped next to me. I couldn’t believe it they had dehydrated meals cooking and I was kinda envious but I didn’t want the weight penalty. I packed up and got my head start because the trail was hard packed and know once again they would catch up.

The first half of the race was now complete now just finish going South about 150 more miles to go. So they caught me and we where kinda all riding together along more amazing Singletrack weaving between fall color Aspen trees. The Mill Creek Trail I would say was like early classic Singletrack almost a lost treasure.


Riding amazing singletrack for miles photo Matt Reynolds

After riding about 60 miles of rolling singletrack on the edge of the Hoover Wilderness, amazing fall colors and going back and forth with Alex, Jason, Daryl and myself riding into the night got tuff. I was worried about catching my gears on the sagebrush I was riding with Daryl and told him I was ready to find a campsite. The first spot I picked out was getting cold so we looked for a more protected spot so we rode another 15-20 minutes and found Art and Jason setting up camp and having a dinner so we camped next to them.

Day 3

I heard the guys up making there breakfast so I got up slammed some gummy bears and started my headstart. Daryl caught back up to me and we continued to ride tandem out of the singletrack and back on some hard packed gravel roads. We where going along and was having a fun decent but missed the turn and had to back track. We saw Art and Jason pass us. I just watched them pull away.

We came out to Highway 108 sonora pass and was having a blast riding on the road downhill the colors, wind blowing thru my helmet, getting a break from the tuff terrain, and make up some miles it was great. About mile 178 came to Leavitt Meadows Campground. Came to a neat bridge that crosses East Walker river and found Art and Jason loading up on water and stuff . I found a nice swimming hole stripped down went for a plunge (hippie bath) to clean the salt and dirt crusty off.  The swimming hole was so refreshing much needed better then coffee.

Got back on trail riding along the East walker river then some steep hike a Bike until we got to Poole Lake. Surrounded by more amazing sierra beauty and nobody to be seen. I was getting worked but the terrain visual was so rewarding and kept you going. Somewhere around mile 202 we came to an amazing Singletrack downhill and Daryl and I where just having a blast.

We somehow made some good time on are fellow racers except Tony he was just gone and Aaron was ahead of us also but not sure what his gap was like. Daryl and I road the short 395 section to Buckeye rd Daryl pretty much pulled me on the road section as I tried to TDF (draft) his wheel. Once we got to Buckeye rd he road his pace. Riding along I saw his bike leaned up under a tree and soon realized this was where Buckeye Hot Springs was. I saw a picture of Buckeye Hotsprings and always wanted to check it out.


Buckeye Hot Springs

I hiked down the steep trail and saw Daryl soaking and having a meal it was even better then I had imagined and warmer also. What therapy for my legs and when I got to hot just sat in the river. I was glad I made this stop but got passed again by Art and Jason.

So I got my headstart again on Daryl and he caught back up to me. We came out on Twin Lakes rd and came up to the Twin Lakes Resort store where Art and Jason where eating and stocking up on the goods. Daryl got food for lunch I gave cash for the split. I think I almost ate a whole jar of pickles myself I tried another can of red bull but just so chalky. Happy full and ready to go I made a mistake I did not stock up on some food thinking since I kinda knew the area I could make it if not Virginia Lakes store to at least Mono Market.

We got back on track and hit a Hike A bike although short was probably the hardest for me hike a bike. Finally off the hike a bike and one push at a time I was at the start of Dunderberg Meadow and more breathtaking views.


Another one of Matt Reynolds picture of his bike Dunderberg Meadow

This was the start of my Debacle I was getting dropped it was just me and the trail and not really having food but knowing I could probably suck it up and getting dark and running out of time. I had already reached a goal in my head of riding the area I had never rode. Also wondering if I should have a rest day before the work thing. I ended going with a DNF and pulling out at Virginia Lakes Road to Conway Summit. Making it Mono Market before they closed. Some people had been tracking the race and I was surprised they showed up at Mono Market bought be a Mountain Dew they offered me homemade treats but sadly I just could not eat any bakegoods.


Adrian doing the 500 I was in the same spot the night before Mono Market

I new my ride was over so I grabbed some stuff for a breakfast and a 24oz can of coors light rode into the night for about 5 miles setup camp drank my beer and starred into the stars.


Dazed and Confused when the sag wagon tracked me. JLB time

The next morning I started to ride the 395 home (The surrender ride). The Sag Wagon of KC and Alan tracked me and I took the ride of shame to June Lake Brewery with the guys to enjoy great recovery drinks. I was still happy with my progress but I have two years to think about the reride.


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2016 Caldera 250/500 GD Recap

The 2016 Grand Depart went down on Sept 24, with an official start time of 7:02am.  A combined 17 brave souls set out for glory.  This year marks the first running of the Northern 250 loop (which i…

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Friggin Loop: 2016 Registration

Registration for the 2016 Big Friggin Loop is now open – just fill out the form below. Yes, this event is still grassroots and still free and still all about the experience and bragging right…

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Caldera 250/500 – Registration

Registration is now open for the 2016 Grand Depart of the Caldera 250/500 on September 24th @ 7am.  Contact us if you are having problems with the form above. By registering, you’re acknowledging t…

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Trails and Maps

I just got back from riding a sample of this trail actually went up to Kirkwood to cross country ski. I brought my bike just in case I had time to ride about an Hour and a half before the sun dipped down. I enjoyed it so much I grabbed a cheap hotel and to take advantage of an all you can eat Sushi Bar. Had a nice sleep and got up early in my world to bike another hour of another section of trail enjoyed a nice breakfast  in the historic part of Carson City across from the Capitol building. Then I Headed almost 3 Hours to home to get to work but I need to make more time to finish this trail network. I will also be doing the Carson Epic a 50 mile mtb race first weekend of June.

ASH CANYON Ash Canyon provides the best riding in Carson City. Smooth, fast singletrack, and spectacular views of the valley below. Although there is a lot of climbing on most of the trails, the tr…

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Titus Canyon after a 20 year dream

I have wanted to Mountain Bike Titus Canyon for 20 years now and for some reason I have not been able to get out there. It’s not like its that far 5 hours ish from where I have lived. Also the last time I visited the Death Valley National Park I did not own a high clearance vehicle so I was not able to see Titus Canyon. From Photos I have seen the canyon looked amazing. If cars could drive thru it  had to be even better on a bike with no obstructive views and you could feel the canyon. Deep I know right well F-bomb yeah. With the hype of the wildflowers blowing up. The time was calling and I must go I am not getting any younger – a John Muir (Hunter remix). I packed everything I thought I would need for the trip. Loaded the GPX file I created on hill map on my GPS etrek 20 and was off after I finished racing my first 8k cross-country skate race. Which was tiring hehe. I stayed the night in Beatty, NV which I learned about after my last trip to mountain bike the local Trails Oasis  (read about last trip). I got to Beatty, NV. Set-up camp at Baily’s Hot Springs because the hot springs feel great.

After I was set up I went to check out some local flavor that I did not tried  last trip. For dinner it the Happy Burro and Chili and Beer.


Happy Burro Beer and Chili

chili burro

Tired enjoying Beer and Chili

The Happy Burro was a small, charming,

friendly place. After enjoying the local flair and was time for me to head back to my tent enjoy my growler that I picked up from Mountain Rambler Brewery.


Camp Beer yummy.

Now that I had a great sleep. I was off to Mel’s Dinner for for a hearty breakfast I knew it would be a big day for me. The GPS I created told me it would be 58 miles and 6700 Ft of climbing. Real world 60.8 6800ft of climbing. I knew I did not want to finish on a big climb so I drove into the park 13 miles to a parking area, picnic table and bathroom which all came in handy. Sat on the table to enjoy the desert view and made two sandwiches.


Now that I was loaded with Water (3 l), 2 sandwiches and bike tools a tube and patches I felt good for the journey. I immediately started to climb no warm up.

I hit the road and right away I noticed the desert bloom. I had 13 miles of road before I would reach dirt and the start of Titus Canyon.

I had reached the first summit.


Daylight Pass 4317ft

And now I got a break with a downhill. I had to stop and take a photo with the Death Valley sign right? Yep


Looking back at my downhill.

I continued downhill for a few miles until I made a left on to Titus Canyon Road.

I was greeted by about 10 burros but these two where the close ones.




After seeing the high clearance vehicle sign I was not sure what I was going to experience but was looking forward to it.

The climb was a nice steady climb the topography really started getting interesting. I was starting to wonder where the canyon was where I saw so many photos. The road started to narrow so when I saw 4wd drives coming up I would yield drink some water and take in the views.


I reached my first dirt peak and had a steep fun downhill a few cars I caught and they returned the favor by letting me pass them. In the distance you could see another semi steep climb in the distance which also was the peak of the dirt section of my ride.


The layers of rock probably gives a geologist an orgasm. This canyon my eyes sure where.


I stopped at this view to enjoy a sandwich let a car pass and soak in some of my accomplishments. I should have felt tired at this point the excitement though was energizing.


I had finished the peak of the dirt section and also the high point of my ride.

I had reached the peak of my ride a neat pretty maintained red service road. People where telling me I was awesome and I was seeing the canyon better then them in there cars. So I was was feeling pretty awesome he-he. Looking down there was a ghost town down below. I was also wondering where are these narrows.


I had reached the Ghost town of Leadfield had a quick look around.


I wasn’t sure how much time of daylight I would have so I kept it quick and some more friendly chats.

Just past the ghost town I started to hit the narrows.


A little into the narrows I came up to some Petroglyhps which was bonus I had know idea these where here.



after admiring the stories told on rock and amazed they have survived time I rode one.

Still feeling awesome riding thru the canyon I ride up on this guy. A runner from Japan with a pack cart. I was curious about his story but did not want to stop his rhythm. Gosh darn it I wasn’t awesome this guy was. I was quickly ADD though because I really saw the amazement of the canyon.


This place was wild its like the gods where talking to me. I could see the shadow of a hand pointed up and talk about timing a hawk was soaring above me. Did I mention area 51 was nearby.


I really liked this photo with the golden light.


I felt like touching the rock to see if I could absorb some energy.

I was feeling energized from the beauty of the canyon.


Did I mention the rock work in this canyon? The Mosaic of rocks was kinda the grand finally of the canyon.



Taking a look back with amazement of what I just went thru. I peaked out at 5177ft and now I am dropping down 38 feet below sea level.


Dropping to the Valley floor.



I had reached the valley floor with a celebration of wild flowers and dunes.

I was excited I was thinking I just had 7 miles to go of rolling flats to my car.


Little did I know when I got to the junction. I still had about 8 miles of ups and 2200ft of climbing.


A look back of some climbing

I was starting to feel the ride mentally the energizing of the canyon was wearing off.

I was finished with the ride but I still had a few miles to go.

I looked over and saw this heart rock surrounded by flowers probably the only person to see this and maybe the only who will.



More up up finally



I had some beer left, enjoyed some sips un kitted into some casual cloths.

I looked for some food that I did not try in Beatty, NV gave Sourdough Saloon a go yummy pizza and some light beer to get hydrated.

went back to the hot springs for a camp tried a new place for breakfast. Gema Wagon Wheel Cafe

I had time for a quick one hour ride at Trail Oasis so ha to do it.


THE END hope you ride it and enjoy RIDE ON!

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