Water In The Desert

One of the defining features of a desert is the amount of rain it receives annually.  While the range here in the Chihuahuan Desert is 6-16″, average annual rain-fall where I live is closer to 9″.  With the severe drought experienced these past several years, that number has been significantly lower.  Although the Rio Grande runs through the Big Bend region, water is scarce.  Because the desert is so fragile, any amount of precipitation can have major immediate consequences for the trail conditions.  But when it rains, the results are spectacular, everything comes alive.  Riding yesterday and attempting to ride today, I experienced first-hand both sides of that equation.

Tuesday morning, Ali and I set out to ride the 30mile Rincon Loop.  Riding all morning under brilliant blue skies, we were quite warm by noon.  When presented with the option of taking the Chimney Rock Trail, the Fresno Trail or the Fresno Creek, Ali decided we should take the creek-bed since she’d never done-so before.  With that warm sun raining down upon us, we stopped at one of the little pour-offs to dunk our heads under that clear, flowing water.  It was wonderful, so cool and refreshing.

At 8:20 this morning, Mike, Mike, Barrett and I were on the trails; the Mike’s and I planning on riding the 60mile Epic Loop in the State Park.  Within 5 miles, Mike Ryan had suffered a broken spoke.  Fortunately, the fibre-spoke he had in his pack saved the day.  As we continued north/north-east, the skies became darker, the wind picked up and soon enough, the rain began to fall.  We continued on for a few more minutes but the dirt road was turning to grease under our tires.  At the top of a rise, we stopped to assess the situation.

It was raining all around us, with those dark clouds heading in exactly the direction we were due to ride.  If we continued we would get stuck in the rain and the trails would be so wet as to make riding both dangerous and irresponsible; our tires would destroy the delicate desert single-track.  Humming and hawing about what to do, the thunder boomed and the rain began to pour.  Decision made.  We turned around and flew back to the trail-head.

While it was fairly nice and dry by the time we reached the parking-lot, we knew we had made the right, though lamentable, choice.

Robust yet fragile, just a little water can make or break your ride.  Such is life in the desert.

 
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Ali enjoying the cool, refreshing water of Fresno Creek

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Oh that feels good!
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Mike Ryan showing us all his skill with the fibre-spoke
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The clouds looked pretty to the south, where we’d come from…
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..but to the north, our route looking much less inviting.
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Just a couple miles during the start of the rain and already the mud was getting caked on our bikes like concrete.