Wow it’s really starting to feel like we’ve come a long way from the wall at the Mexican border! Here’s Segment 4 through Southern Idaho as we travel northbound on the Western Wildlands Route (WWR).

Day 33 – 90.4 / +5000 ft elevation gain

The first 55 miles of our day wrapped up Segment 5 at the UT / ID state line at beautiful Bear Lake. We had an additional 6 miles of riding adjacent to the lake in Idaho before the route took us east and up into the mountains for a late afternoon climb.

Around 5:30, we came to a 20 mile stretch of private land leaving us with the choice to stop there or commit to another 20 miles for a 90 mile day. Since it was relatively early and the sun was providing light well after 9:00, we made the decision to keep moving. We made a brief dinner stop at an LDS church that generously provided water and continued into cattle and farm country Idaho. At 8:30, we reentered public land and took the first available campsite in an aspen grove wrapping up our longest day yet at 90 miles and over 5000 ft of elevation gain.

Day 34 – 81.3 Miles / +5100 ft elevation gain

Our morning began with a brief climb that took us to a main highway. We glided about 3 miles downhill and took a turn back onto a dirt road by a reservoir. It was Memorial Day and lots of families were still out RV camping and playing with their ATVs, side by sides, and guns. We cycled on climbing gradually under a clear blue sky. Our max elevation for the day was around 8000 ft, and we were pleased to not encounter any snow.

We glided down the dirt towards the little town of Soda Springs for a resupply. Thankfully, the grocery store was open on the holiday. We took our bounty and rode 2 miles to Hooper Soda Springs park for an evening picnic where we sipped naturally carbonated water from the spring. Leaving the lovely park, we were about 15 miles away from public land. We set out for our evening ride back into farm country and pitched the tent as soon as we were able.

Day 35 – 70 Miles / +2700 ft elevation gain

We awoke on day 5 since our last time sleeping in a bed and had one thing on our mind – town. We were 70 miles away from Blackfoot and hoped to get in before 5:00. The route took us by a number of creeks leading to the Blackfoot River. The landscape was mostly cattle land with rolling hills in the distance. We crossed the Blackfoot River and enjoyed paralleling the Blackfoot canyon as we neared town. As lunch time approached, we conveniently found a fenced in picnic table under a shade tree marking a historical site of a former schoolhouse. We were elated to get out of the scorching sunshine for a quick break.

In the afternoon, we exited the mountains and rode on a mix of dirt and paved backroads through massive fields. The ride was mostly flat as we entered Blackfoot stoked for a shower and town food.

Day 36 – 75 Miles / +1500 elevation gain

Just outside of Blackfoot, we were once again surrounded by big fields probably full of potatoes as apparantly Blackfoot is the “potato capitol of the world.” The pavement turned to dirt, and the houses became fewer and further between. Just as I was wondering what we were doing out there, a couple of locals stopped in their passing truck to ask us the same question. They couldn’t quite grasp when I said yes, we were out there intentionally.

Slowly, the route started to gradually climb, and we left the fields for public land. The mountains in the distance seemed so far away as we crossed an arid expanse of sage brush and gravel under abundant sunshine.

It was just about lunch time when we arrived at Well #2 which contained the only available water for about 50 miles to the town of Arco. We ate lunch in the sliver of shadow the tank created, probably also the only shade for 50 miles, and filled our bottles for the hot ride.

The sun beamed down on us as we rode toward Big Butte, an impressive stand alone mountain. The lack of shade provided no reason to stop, so we rode on through the afternoon. After many hours, we were actually approaching the mountains we had seen in the distance this morning. We arrived in the small town of Arco around 6:30 hungry, thirsty, and grateful for the shower at the KOA campground.

Day 37 – 50.9 Miles / +1200 ft elevation gain

We left Arco after coffee and headed back into farm and field country. After a dozen or so miles on dirt, we hit pavement and headed up a pass into Craters of the Moon National Monument with miles upon miles of lava rock lining the highway. We cruised down the other side of the pass under the scorching sun and eventually made our turn onto a gravel road.

Only three miles after the turn, I heard a hissing noise, and my seat started to bounce. I hollered at Sean and stopped, noticing the massive thing I had hit. Not a nail, not a screw, maybe a piece of a valve? It was still stuck in my tire and had created a second puncture from the inside of the sidewall. My tires are setup tubeless, so we stopped, removed the object, and hoped the sealant would do its job. Though it seemed hopeful, any slight pressure to either puncture just made sealant spray everywhere. We decided to put in the backup tube and head back to the highway that way if we needed help at least people would be around.

Our backup tube was a little smaller in width than the tire itself. It seemed to roll fine on dirt, but a couple miles later on pavement, the tire went flat again. Feeling out of options, we stuck out our thumbs at passing trucks to get a ride to a bike shop in Hailey about 30 miles away.

Moments later, a truck pulled over and offered us a ride about half way. We gratefully accepted and loaded up the truck. Mark was a fellow cyclist, understanding of our predicament and happy to help. He dropped us at a highway junction, and he headed the other direction. We waited just about 15 minutes until Cindy pulled over and brought us into the town of Hailey. She was also a cyclist and eager to help. She brought us to a local bike shop that was still open late in the afternoon and wished us luck.

We knew that bike parts are in high demand and low supply and weren’t too surprised to find out they didn’t have any 29″ tires of any width. Brian, a mechanic, was extremely kind and helpful and went out of his way to find out if any bike shops in the area had any 29s. Incredibly, he found a shop in Ketchum a few miles north and actually on our route. We thanked him and loaded onto the free bus that connects Hailey to the ski town of Ketchum and grabbed an expensive but lovely hotel for the evening.

In the morning, Backwoods Outfitters had a tire that would work for me and quickly set it up tubeless. We were once again ready to roll. Though we weren’t thrilled to skip a section of the route, we understand that stuff happens, adjustments are made, and thankfully the journey can continue.

WWR Segment 4 – Overall Experience

Leaving Bear Lake, we tore into the heart of cattle and farm country Idaho. This segment still had plenty of climbing but mostly stayed between 5000-6000 feet which I would consider lower than a lot of the route. Lucky for us, we passed through this section of very little shade during an atypical heatwave. Yay!

We never had to carry more than a full day of food but did have to bring a little extra water than the 3 liters we typically carry on the fork. A lot of this segment passed through large swaths of private ranching lands and fields stretching our days a little longer than usual as we sought out public land for camping. Frankly, this wasn’t the most exciting segment, but it’s all part of riding across the country.

WWR Cumulative Stats

• 37 Days
• 8 0-Mile Days
• 1858.7 Miles
• 106,000 ft elevation gain
• Average daily movement (w/o 0 mile days)
  • 64.1 miles per day
  • 3700 ft elevation gain per day

(miles and elevation gain tracked with Strava)

More from the Western Wildlands Route

• Segment 5 – Soldier Summit to Bear Lake
• Segment 6 – Kanab to Soldier Summit
• Segment 7 – Grand Canyon to Kanab
• Segment 8 – Globe to Grand Canyon
• Segment 9 – MEX Border to Globe

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We’ve been riding our bikes from the Mexican border northbound on the Western Wildlands Route (WWR) and have made it to Idaho! This is our experience from Segment 5.

(Links to previous segments can be found at the bottom of this post.)

Days 28-30 – 0 Miles

As explained in my last post (WWR – Segment 6), we weren’t able to stick to the official route through Utah’s high elevation in late May as it was still covered in snow. We made a solid effort, but it just wasn’t passable. Instead, we rode around the snow covered Skyline Drive section to American Fork to connect with a friend and take 3 full days off riding in Salt Lake City. It was a much needed rest both physically and mentally for ourselves and, it turned out, our bikes needed a break and some work as well. Our three days were spent eating as many baked goods as possible, catching up with friends, cleaning our mud covered bikes, replacing both of our chains and cassettes on the bikes. Salt Lake City is surprisingly great at vegan food, and we ate to our heart’s content.

Day 31 – 77.3 Miles / +3500 ft

It was time to head back to cycling all day, and we got a lift back to American Fork right where we left off. Our day was spent riding bike paths and highway back to the WWR. First we rode on a lovely bike path through Orem that connected to the paved Provo River Parkway. We were stoked not to be riding the highway and enjoyed a beautiful ride following the river without having to worry about traffic. The 6 miles was over before we knew it, and we switched over to highway riding northeast on Highway 189.

My new chain and cassette were giving me a little trouble, but thankfully there was a bike shop right off the highway that was available to make a few derailer adjustments for me on the spot. A few minutes later, we were back at it and reached Heber City for a quick resupply. From there, we switched to Highway 32 and then some county roads as we headed towards Rockport State Park to rejoin the WWR. Just north of the park, we intersected Interstate 80 and jumped on the gravel rail trail adjacent to the interstate. Our final 8 miles for the day brought us to an RV park right off the interstate that would suffice for the evening’s campsite. We went to bed tired and happy to be back on route.

Day 32 – 79 Miles / +3400 ft

We packed up early and got some coffee to properly caffeinate ourselves for the long ride ahead. We left the tiny town of Coalville and headed straight into rural northeast Utah occasionally crossing the state line into Wyoming. The day was a mix of pavement and dirt, back roads and highway riding. We did a quick resupply in Evanston,WY then left the city again for cattle town USA. We had dinner at a town park in the tiny town of Woodruff and got just far enough out of town to reach public land. Not the most amazing campsite for the night, but we had little choice.

Day 33 – 90.4 Miles / +5000 ft

Our morning began on dirt with a big slow climb which made for a tough but beautiful morning ride. We exited dirt for highway and glided down four beautiful winding miles which ended with incredible views of Bear Lake. We resupplied at a little gas station / general store and headed towards the lake. It was just about 70° with a slight breeze, perfect for all the people out recreating on Memorial Day weekend. The next twenty miles were like a dream as we rode along the east side of the lake in a wide bike lane. The bike lane ended as we crossed the UT / ID state line marking the end of Segment 6. It didn’t quite mark the end of our day, but I’ll pick up where I left off in the next post.

WWR Segment 5 – Overall Experience

246.7 Miles / +11900 ft elevation gain

Our time in Salt Lake City was much needed and so appreciated in every way. Our lifestyle has blessed us with friends all over the country, and we are so grateful for their help when we tackle ambitious trips. This Segment marks about the half way point and rest, recovery, and repair were in deep order.

We were so glad to get back to the WWR after riding highway a couple hundred miles around the snowed in section. We would love to make a bikepacking trip out of the Skyline Drive section that we missed.

Segment 5, from where we rejoined the route, featured some long climbs, little tiny towns, and lots of wide open spaces. Water was plentiful enough that 3 L carrying capacity was sufficient. Food resupply was 70-90 miles apart so we needed a day and a little extra at a time which was not bad at all. In late May, the temperature was in the mid 60s-70s with abundant sunshine in the day and maybe dipping into the mid 40s at night.

Bear Lake is stunning!! Up in the northeast corner of Utah and sharing a state line with Idaho, Bear Lake is a massive beautiful spot to come recreate. We were there Memorial Day weekend and saw plenty of people, but not the massive crowds swarming at more popular destinations. Van lifers, RVers, Airbnb-ers should all consider a stop here!

WWR Cumulative Stats

• 33 Days
• 8 0-Mile Days
• 1581.5 Miles
• 95,500 ft elevation gain
• Average Daily Movement (w/o 0-mile days)
  • 63.3 Miles
  • 3800 ft elevation gain

(miles and elevation gain tracked with Strava)

More from the Western Wildlands Route

• Segment 6 – Kanab to Soldier Summit, UT
• Segment 7 – Grand Canyon to Kanab, UT
• Segment 8 – Globe, AZ to Grand Canyon
• Segment 9 – AZ / MEX Border to Globe, AZ

Join us here, on Instagram, or Facebook as we tackle the Western Wildlands Route (WWR) by bicycle. We have a few more weeks to see how much of the 2700 mile route we can get done.

We are riding the Western Wildlands Route (WWR) on bicycles northbound and started at the AZ / Mexican border about 3 weeks ago. Since we are tackling the route northbound, “Segment 6” is our fourth segment.

Click to read Segment 7, Segment 8, and Segment 9.

Day 22 – 80.5 Miles / +5900 ft

We left the care of Lynn and Richard in Kanab and headed back out on the WWR after our highway reroute through the Navajo Nation. We were elated to return to the backroads with big views and a lot less stress of worrying about cars. We had just entered Utah, and the scenery seemed to know we were in a different state. Just north of Kanab we cruised through a section of Grand Staircase Escalante featuring towering flat top monoliths. Our day was mostly spent climbing from around 5,000 ft to nearly 8,000 ft. on forest service roads.

Around 6:00, we headed into Bryce Canyon National Park for a quick view and resupply. The route had us enter the park though an unofficial entrance which led to an encounter with an unhappy park ranger. I did my best to explain the route, that we would pay, and that perhaps the designers of this route and the park should communicate. She promptly “reported us” to the gate keepers and deeply annoyed me. We checked out the view, got a quick resupply, and paid the $35 park entrance fee for the 25 minutes we spent there. We headed north from the park and reentered national forest land where we found a campsite for the night.

Day 23 – 80.4 Miles / +5300 ft

We woke early and realized for the first time of the trip that we were cold, but it didn’t take too long to warm up as we rode. Our whole morning and early afternoon was spent climbing Griffin Top up a dirt road from 7000 ft to 10500 ft. By late afternoon, we started a long, fun descent to the tiny town of Loa back down to 7000 ft. The 20 mile downhill ride was dreamy as we glided through open meadows with stunning views of towering canyon walls in the distance. We could feel the wind starting to pick up as we headed into Loa with occasional gusts pushing our bikes across the dirt road. In town, we resupplied at the small general store, hopeful that maybe we’d find a cheap hotel room to get out of the wind. Unfortunately, that was just a dream, and we rode out of town looking for the nearest suitable spot to pop up our tent. As we were riding out of town, a dog started chasing us from a house that had a small cattle operation in their back yard. We did our best to shoo it away, but it was pretty set on following us. A mile down the road, we turned onto the highway, and the dog continued to follow us. We rode on the shoulder, the dog following us and chasing cars in either direction with a couple very close calls. I shuddered at the thought of being somewhat responsible if the dog were to get hit. A couple miles later, we found a spot, ate dinner, and pitched our tent as the wind howled. We spent an unrestful night listening to the wind attempting to fold our tent and seeing the little dog use our tent to try and block the wind.

Day 24 – 54 Miles / +2500 ft

In the morning, big gray clouds filled the sky, the wind remained intermittent, and the little dog was still roaming around our tent. We packed up the bikes, and as if on cue, the little dog began running by our bikes when we took off. We returned to the highway for a couple miles while the dumb dumb little dog chased cars and wandered in the middle of the road. As we hit the dirt, I found a number for a semi-local animal shelter to see if they had any advice. I explained the situation to the lovely volunteer, but she didn’t really have any solutions. She told us the dog was a cattle dog, may or may not be claimed and regularly fed, and thanked us for trying to help it. Basically, she said don’t feed it and don’t worry about it. Once we were off pavement, I was able to relax a little more and enjoy the ride. The next 15 miles we spent riding dirt roads to Fish Lake while the little dog (who I named Gerry) trotted along keeping an impressive pace.

When we arrived at Fish Lake, a couple was out photographing the beautiful aspen grove we were riding through. We said our hellos, and the gentleman informed us we were standing in Pando, the world’s largest known living organism. Pando is an aspen clone consisting of over 40,000 individual trees covering 106 acres. We had heard of the grove, but we didn’t know we would be riding to it. It was quite a lovely surprise. The couple noticed Gerry, and we explained the situation. Thankfully, they were willing to hold onto the dog while we pedaled away on pavement for fear the dog would once again try to start a fight with traffic.

From Fish Lake, most of the rest of the ride to Salina was downhill. We followed the WWR through a canyon following Little Lost Creek. The sun overpowered the cloud cover as we headed toward town. We came out of the canyon returning to big wind gusts, crossed Interstate 80, and got to Salina. We both immediately agreed to end our day in town to escape the elements and clean up.

Day 25 – 61.3 Miles / +6300 ft

We awoke early knowing we had a big day of climbing ahead of us. Thankfully the wind had died down, but the forecast called for highs in the 60s over the next couple days and lows dipping below freezing. And that was for town at 5,000 ft in elevation. We were heading up to 10,000+ ft.

We started the climb just outside of Salina heading up into Fish Lake National Forest on gravel roads under clear sunny skies. The climb was slow and steady with the steepest portion between miles 15 – 20 where we had to push our bikes on occasional short segments. The landscape changed from sage scrub, to pine trees, and then miles of Aspen trees. We took our lunch break around 1, and the sky was almost completely overcast. As soon as we stopped riding, the cold settled in, and we did our best to keep our lunch short and keep moving. Eventually, we got to and above treeline and came to our first patch of snow for the day. We crossed the section and continued up. At this point, the WWR was on a road called Skyline Drive that essentially just rides the ridge for over 50 miles between 9,000 and 10,700 ft. As we continued on, we came to more and more patches of snow. In between the snow, the clear patches were completely saturated, and the clay mud began accumulating on our tires. Mud, gravel, and little sticks started piling up on the tires growing quickly layer after layer. It seemed we were discovering what Utah’s “impassible mud” was all about.

Our next hurdle was a stretch of snow as far as we could see. We were about 500 ft and a mile or so shy of the high point for the day. Beyond that point, however, we wouldn’t come down below 9,000 ft for 50 or so miles. We started questioning what we should do as clouds loomed and snow stretched as far as we could see. We decided to attempt to carry on, literally carrying our bikes over large sections of snow. When we came to uncovered ground, we attempted to ride, but eventually the mud clogged and locked our tires. We were left without much option – we had to turn back.

We carried our bikes back down what we had struggled through feeling defeated. As we exited the snow, we tried unclogging some mud from the wheel enabling them to spin once more. As we gained speed on the downhill, mud and rocks began to fling free and the majority of the debris came off of the bikes. It was a little heartbreaking making the descent, but we knew we were making the right choice. Without knowing what route to take, we retraced our ride downhill back to Salina. What took us 8+ hours to climb took us under 2 hours to descend. We returned to the hotel wet, dirty, and cold to create a new game plan for this segment.

Day 26 – 50.8 Miles / +1500 ft

Overnight, the low in town was about 28 degrees. At 10,000 ft, it probably got down to around 15. We were happy to wake up warm and decided our only option was to ride the highway around Skyline Drive since the WWR simply wasn’t passible yet for bikes. The high for the day was 60, and the sky remained overcast. We watched the mountains and ridgeline to the east completely covered in snow knowing we made the right choice.

We were grateful for the wide shoulder and light traffic as we rode our way north up Highway 89 through the heart of cattle country, ubiquitous to the rural West, and Mormon country, unique to Utah. It became abundantly clear that it was Sunday as we rode since all the little towns seemed like ghost towns, every business aside from the few chain fast food restaurants, chain stores like Family Dollar, and gas stations were closed. Most of the towns featured signs marking them as part of the “Historic Mormon Pilgrim Route.”

In the late afternoon we arrived in Mount Pleasant, another tiny town along the highway. We considered ourselves lucky to find a Subway open so we could loiter somewhere indoors instead of outside in the spitting rain and 50 degrees. We had intended on camping, but a lodge was a little too tempting knowing overnight would dip down to around freezing and had the potential for rain.

Day 27 – 78.4 Miles / +1900 ft

We considered returning back to the route at Soldier’s Summit but knew that there would be a few points that reached 10,000 ft. We had already been planning meeting some friends in Park City to take a few days off in Salt Lake. Due to the reroute, it became a little more convenient to meet in American Fork so we made that our aim for the day. We spent the morning riding up the sleepy Highway 89. About 10 miles outside of Provo, we intersected with the much busier Highway 6 and headed downhill into a headwind with cars and semis whizzing by. Thankfully, it didn’t take us too long to reach Spanish Fork where we left the highway and Google Maps sent us through town and wound us to Provo. We arrived at Brigham Young University thankful for a bike lane! After 60 miles of riding with very little breaks, we were thrilled to find a Chipotle with a patio and quite literally the best view from a Chipotle I could have imagined as Mount Timpanogos towered over the city. After lunch, we finished our final 18 miles to meet up with our friend and enjoyed a few days off.

Segment 6 – 405.4 Miles / +23,400 ft gain

WWR Cumulative Stats

• 27 Days
• 5 0-Mile Days
• 1334.8 Miles
• 83,600 ft elevation gain
• Average Daily Movement (w/o 0-mile days)
  • 60.6 Miles
  • 3800 ft elevation gain

(miles and elevation gain tracked with Strava)

More from the Western Wildlands Route

• Segment 5 – Soldier Summit to Bear Lake
• Segment 7 – Grand Canyon to Kanab
• Segment 8 – Globe to Grand Canyon
• Segment 9 – MEX / AZ border to Globe

Join us here, on Instagram, or Facebook as we tackle the Western Wildlands Route (WWR) by bicycle. We have a few more weeks to see how much of the 2700 mile route we can get done.

We are riding the Western Wildlands Route (WWR) on bicycles northbound and started at the AZ / Mexican border about 3 weeks ago. Since we are tackling the route northbound, “Segment 7” is our third segment.

Click to read Segment 8 and Segment 9.

Day 18 – 75.5 Miles / +3000 ft Gain

It’s a little hard to pull yourself away from the beauty of the Grand Canyon, but we had miles to ride. Our hard work was essentially done for the day, and we cruised downhill for nearly 30 miles to the town of Cameron.

During the ride, we crossed the boundary to the Navajo Nation. The Navajo typically generously allow riders of the route to traverse their land, parks, and back roads with a permit. However, due to the ongoing pandemic, all Navajo Nation parks and back roads were closed. Therefore, this isn’t the typical experience one would have riding Segment 7 of the WWR, and it left us with the only option of riding the highway between the Grand Canyon and Kanab. Not ideal, not impossible. We resupplied in Cameron and got a spot at a no services campground in the tiny Navajo town.

Day 19 – 82.77 Miles / +3500 ft Gain

We started our morning extra early hoping to get ahead of the traffic that was heading north towards Page and Lake Powell. It was a hot day with two major climbs matched with two seemingly endless descents. We spent our day pedaling hard and listening to music as car after car whizzed by us on the busy highway. While we wished we were out on the dirt, the scenery from the highway did not disappoint. We enjoyed the cruise by massive red rock monoliths and canyon walls that stretched for dozens of miles. We somehow finished 80 miles of riding and got to Page by 2:00 and headed to a hotel room for the night.

Day 20 – 77.4 Miles / +3500 ft Gain

We moved our watches into Mountain Daylight Time, happy to have an extra hour of light in the evening, and headed to Kanab, UT. Leaving Page, we crossed the Glen Canyon Dam and headed basically due west. We were grateful for the reduced traffic compared to the precious days’ ride. But the day came with a new challenge – a relentless head wind. We pedaled frantically trying to overcome the feelings of despair. It was a long day we were both ready to be done with. Just as I was about to surrender to the wind, we arrived to Kanab thrilled to get out of the elements.

Two really delightful things happened in Kanab. First, we headed to a small pharmacy in town and got our final dose of the COVID vaccine. Woohoo, what a gift! Second, we headed to Lynn and Richard’s house to take a day off of riding.

Day 21 – 0 Miles, Day Off in Kanab

We met Lynn and Richard in 2019 after our thruhike of the Arizona Trail. Lynn was so gracious then to pick us up from the northern terminus about an hour away from her home in Kanab and bring us back to “Chateaux Relaxo.”

Now, in 2021, Lynn and Richard were spoiling us again. We arrived on the same day they were hosting some friends to share photos of some rock art Richard and two others had recently encountered on a grueling hike. Our hosts and their guests welcomed us warmly, and we thoroughly enjoyed being included in the presentation.

We spent the next day resting, nursing sore arms and mild post-vaccine symptoms. Lynn was overly kind in driving us to the store for resupply and then making the most fantastic vegan dinner for us that I am still dreaming about – pecan crusted sweet potatoes, falafel, roasted mixed vegetables, quinoa, cashew cream topping, a cranberry sauce, and a garden salad. I am drooling just thinking about it.

After a delightful early breakfast, coffee, and conversation with Lynn, we packed our bikes and headed north excited to be back on the roads far less traveled.

WWR Segment 7 – Overall Experience

Well, I’d be lying if I said I wasn’t disappointed to have missed the actual route here. It’s just an entirely different experience riding on the highway vs riding backroads. Of course, the reason for the closure is justified, and I hold no grudge. I only have the desire to return to see what Segment 7 holds.

The highway work around was fine, nothing too terrible. We did have a couple sketchy stretches were we held our breath and hoped the drivers of the death machines passing us were paying attention. Arriving in Page and then Kanab safely was a huge relief.

Lynn and Richard were such a huge blessing on this trip, and we are just overwhelmed with gratitude. Thank you for your kindness, support, and hospitality that you bestowed upon us and continue to give the hiker and biker communities. We can’t wait to see you again!

WWR Cumulative Stats

• 21 Total Days
• 5 0-Mile Days
• 929.4 Miles
• 60,200 ft elevation gain
• Average Daily Movement (w/o 0’s)
  • Daily Miles – 58
  • Daily Elevation Gain – +3700 ft

(miles and elevation gain tracked with Strava)

More from the Western Wildlands Route

• Segment 8 – Globe AZ to Grand Canyon
• Segment 9 – MEX Border to Globe AZ

Join us here, on Instagram, or Facebook as we tackle the Western Wildlands Route (WWR) by bicycle. We have a few more weeks to see how much of the 2700 mile route we can get done.