



This bivy/bag systems I've put together is just about perfect. The bivy adds a lot; waterproofing, maybe 8-10 more degrees of comfort, and a little protection for the ultra thin Phantom bag. I basically never separate the two. The bivy was a little clammy early in the evening, the fabric requires a pretty heavy temperature gradient between inside and out to push water vapor. But it did get cold by the end of the night, I hunkered down, drew everything tight and woke up nice and dry in the morning. Very important when dealing with down fill, and even more important when dealing with as little down fill as there is in a 45 degree bag. Even the cold sleeper slept through the 39 degree early morning without an issue.
The ride itself was meant to be pretty mentally taxing right off the bat. The only fun thing I did was the little 475 climb and Caney/Cove descent. I wanted to do a few trails I enjoyed, and had ridden many times without all the gear strapped on. Caney/Cove fit the bill and the schedule for the day. I had added a little air pressure to the White Brothers fork in anticipation of the weight, but soon found out I either didn't need it or added too much. The IMV valve thingy pretty much does its job and I shoulda left the air pressure alone. Other than that the bike handled pretty good with all the stuff. Most of the weight was low, in the frame bag. Puffy stuff on my back, and the superlight albeit bulky pad upfront. Other than some shuffling around noises from the handlebar, and a little clunk from the framebag now and then, it all worked out pretty good. I don't anticipate as many roots and rocks out West, so we should be good there.
The rest of the ride was meant to break me. If I get used to pushing on when miserable, I'll be all set for Day 3 of any multiday event. After hitting Cove Creek Campground I started the long, gravel, and 84 degree furnace of a climb through Gloucester Gap, past Farlow, hiked Shuck Ridge, climbed through Black Balsam and topped out at Ivestor Gap. 2500ft to right about 5800ft at the beautifully grassed fields of Ivestor. This place is completely out of the way, and there's no good way to get there, but I love it up there every time I make it part of my day. The rest of Pisgah doesn't look like this at all. The forest is strewn with rocks and craggy trees. It seeps and drips moisture from all angles. At times it feels as though the Rhodo and Mt. Laurel tunnels will go from lashing your arms, to closing off completely.




Dropped 215 like a rock. No pedaling for 12 minutes. Not bad. Climbed FS104 to the northern end of Sumey Cove. I went to check out Courthouse Falls and found my little place to sleep. Worked out well, and I was done.
Morning run down (why don't I have pictures???) Climbed Kissee Creek "Rd" back up to Farlow Gap, and descended Farlow for the first time. That's right. I've never done Farlow. Until now. Went pretty well. I cleared a lot of the steep stuff, had to get off in one particularly rocky section where I just lost too much momentum, and then battled along the ridge with the steep ups and downs, all rooted. The stream crossing were roaring, and actually kind of sketchy in riding shoes, bet the downhill guys in 5.10 rubber have no trouble. Met Daniels ridge, rode it for a while before flatting, and then eventually made back to the gravel, past Cove Creek, jumped on the Davidson River trail to a) get off the asphalt and b) skip a little knob on 475. Made it back to the crowded Fish Hatchery parking lot at about 11 am.
That's a lot of work for 52 miles, but, it is Pisgah. 12,884 feet of climbing, 7.5 hours of moving time, and lots of sleeping time.


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