Showing posts with label State Forest. Show all posts
Showing posts with label State Forest. Show all posts

Monday, May 2, 2011

Early Season Camping

I'm willing to admit that there really is something to this early season camping. Minnesota State Forest campground are still closed, and in this case, the main road into the forest itself was gated against motor vehicles. No bugs, no people, no worrying about who sees me digging up ramps or catching frogs.

At Birch Lake I camped on a hill over the boat launch, out of sight from the campground but close enough to walk down heat up some soup in a fire ring. It was cold, yes. There was a bit of snow after dark. I'm becoming much more tolerant of that, so long as I keep moving, and with a bottle of hot water and my new sleeping bag, it may as well have been a warm summer night.




Campground host site, still empty.

Out of sight, mostly.

A light to read under.

Saturday, April 30, 2011

Bike-Camping at Birch Lakes State Forest

- St. Joseph, MN to Birch Lake State Forest.
- 38mi

A good opportunity for an overnight ride and trip to Birch Lake came up suddenly. My mother would go visit her father in Sauk Center, and I could get a ride as far as St. Joseph, take the Lake Wobegon trail for a ways, and meet up in time to get a lift back home. It's a short ride, but the weather promises to be contrary to cycling and I only have two days I can be away.

By the time I was dropped off under the trail shelter at St. Joseph, the downpour had become a saturating mist, and the wind was picking up to quickly sweep that away. I bundled up in my heavy rainpants and coat mainly to take measure of how well they'd work. The pants where stiff and hot, but I bet they'll do great in a prolonged, cold rain. About forty-five minutes later, I could see an edge of teal-blue sky beyond the rainclouds.

As the clouds dispersed(More like torn up and thrown out of the way by the wind), the wind really started up. A sidewind, for the most part, but one strong enough that I'd be hanging off the side of my bike trying to keep it upright and didn't dare move too quickly. Still, it was sunny - almost warm, and at least it wasn't a true headwind.

By the time I reached the State Forest, I was riding directly into 35mph gusts, and it was a relief to put the open fields behind me. Forecast says wind all night, snow, freezing, and more wind tomorrow.


Raining in St. Joseph.

A bit of blue sky approaching Avon.

Lake Wobegon Trail near Avon.

Lake Schwinghamer shelter. The one I never seem to be able to get a decent picture of - always too early in the morning, too cloudy, or too dark!


Where is St. Rosa?


Thursday, April 7, 2011

Overnight to Sand Dunes II

Sand Dunes State Forest to Plymouth, MN
44mi, 7.1AvS(Constant headwind, okay?)

Woke up pretty damn sore, but the ride home felt nicer than the ride out. I suppose I always worry I'll reach an impassable road, I won't find a place to camp, ect, so now that the route was familiar and I was going home, I enjoyed it more. Oh, and it hit 68 degrees. That helped.


A trailhead and parking. I'd like to come back and explore this place more, but I didn't dare take more than a sort walk before starting back.

Tempting, but I was driven to keep moving by this point. Besides that, I brought enough food to get me there and back and did not want to spend a penny on more. I had some good ramen, a bag of cheerios, an orange, some slices of candied ginger, and three small loaves of camp bread(or damper, if you prefer).

At a plaza in Elk River. Spot the painted outhouse.

Some serious flooding along the Mississippi near Dayton.

Wednesday, April 6, 2011

Overnight to Sand Dunes

Plymouth, MN to Sand Dunes State Forest
46.78mi, 9.1 AvS

So, I wrote up a long post and it sounded awful. Bored me to tears to read it. Better that I stick with a short sum-up and some pictures:

I've been quietly assuming that as soon as the weather was decent enough, I'd at least go on an overnight bike camping trip. On Tuesday I saw the forecast for Wednesday and Thursday. Awfully cold night, but both days where sunny and warm - not just warm by "Holy shit winter sucks" standards, but really comfortable 60-ish highs(never mind the wind). I packed like a maniac, planned a route to a State Forest within 50 miles I've not been to before, and left Wednesday morning.

As ever, getting out of the suburban and industrial sprawl took most of the day, but it was still a nicer route then trying to break through the cities heading east. I took it easy, stopped often, and reached my goal by 5pm. Camped in a welcoming, sweet-smelling pine plantation by a pond, ate some spicy ramen, and slept like a log. Glad I got a new bag at the REI sale - the overnight low was 31 degrees, but I slept like a warm, warm log.


Somewhere near Dayton, MN. One of the nicer bits of road.

Nearing the State Forest, the terrain and scenery quickly changed for the better.


The barely detectable, primitive road to the pond I camped by was somewhere near here. It's at the corner of the forest boundary, and I could just barely see a building of some sort while sitting at my fire. The spot was otherwise so perfect, I'll forgive it that.

There is still a snowbank on the other side of the pond.

Wednesday, August 25, 2010

Near Spooner to St. Croix State Park

  • 70.73mi
  • 8.8AvS


Scenery sample.

First order of business in Spooner. A very generous fellow chatted with me for a bit, then insisted I take $20.

So I had a nice lunch at the Economart deli.

Back to the Gandy Dancer trail.

The imposing St. Croix River gorge.

At some point after the sun had set, I looked over my shoulder and nearly jumped off the bike. The moon, just climbing over the horizon was so massive and bright it startled me. This photo is a rather poor depiction.

Thursday, July 8, 2010

St. Croix Campground to Taylor's Falls

  • 62mi
  • 9.6AvS
  • 178mi total

I packed up early and wet. It didn't matter - I keep my tent components separate. The rainfly goes in a mesh bag strapped on top of a pannier, so it can shed some water on the road. The very first tent I bought for touring featured an attached rainfly. What was I thinking?


Tornado damage cleanup near Rock Creek.


I had a long, uneventful, but thoroughly pleasant day. Bright, sunny fields, quiet roads, a friendly white cat, and a quick pass through the Wild River State Park for lunch and a shower.


Prairie inside the State Park.



Cat of the day.

At 6:30pm I reached Taylor's falls. Instead of heading directly to Interstate State Park, which I am dearly fond of, I looked around the two riverside parks for a place to stealth camp. Both had signs prohibiting camping, but a bit further along I spotted a flat, grassy clearing between the road and river; clearly a boater's campsite, but empty for tonight.


A good place to stop for tea and buttered soba noodles.