Joined: Mar 2009
Location: Montclair Ca.
Father and Sons First trip to Death Valley
OK so here's my First Ride Report
It's about me and my sons First trip to Death Valley and our First trip with ADV riders
I saw Joels (h8chains) post about a nOObs trip to Death Valley Death Valley March Madness nOObs Ride 2010 several months ago and decided this would be a good trip to meet some of the people I have been reading about doing all of the cool rides that they go on, and since it was called a nOObs trip I figured it would be more of a casually paced ride
Perfect for Justin who only had 800 miles under his belt and was still learning to ride, or so I thought ( I learned on this trip he's a pretty damn good rider on all types of surfaces)
So off we go
(BTW Justin got his motorcycle Learners permit Wed.the day before we leave) nOOb
Thursday afternoon in the driveway ready to leave
The plan was to stop at Wagon Wheel off of Trona Rd on the way to Death Valley spend the night there do a short ride then go to Panamint Springs Campground Friday afternoon but it was Too Windy
so we decide to gas up in Ridgecrest get some more ice then head out to Panamint Spring to see if there was an open Camping spot for the night
Luckily for me there was 3 spots left, and even luckier for me, one of them was the spot I had reserved for the next 2 nights so now we have a spot to stay and we don't have to relocate the next day
Thursday night laughing it up (photo By h8chains)
Had a couple of couple of couple of beeeeers last night
Day # 2
Friday morning (photo By h8chains)
(photo by DSM8)
Pre ride meeting (photo By h8chains)
Waiting in the shade for everyone to show up (photo By H8Chains)
Joel's Orange KTM puffing Blue smoke, had to stop and investigate
Parked at the base of the Panamint Mountains, it's hard to imagine a more lonely and empty spot than old Ballarat. The weather is extreme; summer highs reach into the 120s, and winter nights are freezing cold.
Ballarat was born in 1896 as a supply point for the mines in the canyons of the Panamints. A quarter-mile to the south is Post Office Springs, a reliable water source used since the 1850s by prospectors and desert wanderers.
In its heyday -- from 1897 to 1905 -- Ballarat was home and headquarters for 400 to 500 people. It hosted 7 saloons, 3 hotels, a Wells Fargo station, post office, school, a jail and morgue, but not one church. Ballarat was an oasis of fun, frolic, and relaxation -- a town to go to and blow off the dust of long trails and hard work. The town began its decline when the Ratcliff Mine, in Pleasant Canyon east of town, suspended operations. Other mines nearby also began to play out, and in 1917 the post office closed and all that remained were a few diehard prospectors and desert rats.
The excitement was over, and there was little reason for Ballarat to continue as a town; it withered but would not die. Some notable names in Death Valley history made the mud houses of Ballarat their home, including the inimitable Frank 'Shorty' Harris -- the prospector's prospector, responsible for numerous gold finds.
Looking out across Panamint Valley to the Argus Range is a restful sight. Behind the town, the Panamints rise almost straight up from Ballarat's 1,067 feet to Telescope Peak's snowcapped summit at 11,049 feet.
Also in the 1960s, another famous (or infamous) visitor came regularly to Ballarat. Charles Manson with his family of killers stayed at the Barker ranch south of town, and left their graffiti in Ballarat. An old Dodge Power Wagon parked near the general store still bears the stars the family used as their signature, on its headliner.
Today Ballarat has one or two full-time residents, and the store is open most afternoons and weekends.
On the way to Ballarat (photo By H8Chains)
Me, Charles Mansons Truck, Justin (photo By H8Chains)
2nd rest stop Ballarat
Fixer upper with great views
Hot in the Summer and cold in the Winter
Accomodations for a variety of folks So are you a criminal dead or just visiting
Antique car, lowered, does not run, missing a few parts
on the road to Golar wash
Nice FAT single track for nOObs
First Crash oh crap one of them is Justin
BMW Sandwich with our Cheesy Yamaha's in the middle (cheesy compared to their big & Super nice bikes)
Going up the Canyon to the Waterfall In Golar wash (photo By h8chains)
Second crash oh crap again one of them is Justin AGAIN
the waterfall was not an easy thing to ride up
From the top looking down, and yes it was steep! (photo by h8chains)
Justins 2nd attempt (photo By h8chains)
third attempt at Golar
Me coming down the step at Golar (photo by Justin)
Another one of me coming down the step at Golar (photo By h8chains)
Justin at the top picking which way to go down
Time for a quick bite to eat
resting up after lunch
Where did everybody go (photo By h8chains)
Oooops #1 almost everyone was stopped fixing these 2 bikes so they could return to PSR (photo By h8chains)
Oooops #2 Shit Happens as long as no one gets hurt its just a learning experience, oh and $$$$ (photo By h8chains)
On Wingate rd on the way to Wildrose (photo By h8chains)
on the way to Wildrose and the Charcoal Kilns
Wildrose Charcoal Kilns :
In 1877 George Hearst’s Modock Consolidated Mining Company completed construction of the charcoal kilns in Wildrose Canyon. The charcoal produced by the kilns was to be used as fuel for two silver-lead smelters that Hearst had built in the Argus Range 25 miles to the west. The kilns operated until the summer of 1878 when the Argus mines, due to deteriorating ore quality, closed and the furnaces shut down.
The Wildrose kilns employed about 40 woodcutters and associated workmen, and the town of Wildrose, a temporary camp located somewhere nearby, was home to about 100 people. Remi Nadeau’sCerro Gordo Freighting Company hauled the charcoal to the smelters by pack train and wagon.
Each of the 10 kilns stands about 25 feet tall and has a circumference of approximately 30 feet. Each kiln held 42 cords of pinyon pine logs and would, after burning for a week, produce 2,000 bushels of charcoal.
Considered to be the best surviving examples of such kilns to be found in the western states, the kilns owe their longevity to fine workmanship and to the fact that they were in use for such a short time.
The last 3 miles of the road are unpaved and the road is subject to storm closures.
Row of Charcoal Kilns
On the inside looking out
Window / vent view from inside one of the Kilns
Row of Charcoal Kilns
Group photo (photo By h8chains)
Parking lot with snow ( trashcan / camera stand )
The road with a view
Getting ready for the ride back (photo by h8chains)
On the way back Justins Shifter Fell off (photo By h8chains)
Some twisty's for the ride back to Panamint Springs
I Hit reserve at 117.3 miles Justin hit reserve somewhere around 120 when we get to the bottom of Emigrant I tell the rest of the group we are on reserve turns out everyone was on reserve
I had 2 - 30 oz MSR bottles and one of the BMW's (anthglicks) had a 1 gallon Rotopak. So we figured to go until someone runs out then we'll get the extra gas out
No one needed it
Back at our home for the night 145 .8 miles for the day and this is exactly where I ran out of gas (photo by DSM8)
Friday night scenery (photo by r3r3r)
Back at PSR
Nice warm fire
Some of the Sacraficial victims
More to come
Stove pipe Wells
Chloride Cliffs bypass
airborndad screwed with this post 04-10-2010 at 01:15 PM