Bradshaw Grave Loop 12-05-15
I joined an outstanding group for a ride North of Phoenix Az into the Bradshaw mountains in search of Issac Bradshaw's grave.
There is a lot of history that can be found out about this area with a simple Google search for [url http://goo.gl/h8mhFx]Bradshaw Mountain History[/url]. The Mountains were named after the Bradshaw brothers William and Issac who died in the late 1800's.
After unloading we all met at the airstrip/staging area N of Lake Pleasent. There was a good turnout since it was a gorgeous sunny day.
After a short drivers meeting to make sure everyone was on the same page we loaded up and hit the dirt road on the way to the trail. Of course we had to make a stop at Castle Hot Springs as we were passing it. It is nice that the property care taker came out to say hello, although she would not take us to the hot springs for some reason.
Across the street is an old stage coach stop that is still in good shape.
Here was an interesting site we saw as we were going up a wash. A cow had dug a hole to get water. He was not about to leave his hole just because some side by sides were going by. This is common for wild burrows but I did not know cows did this as well. We just gave him some space and he did not seem to be bothered in the least.
The narrow canyon had some outstanding rock formations around every corner.
I swear I could see Paul our leader smile as we got to the narrow off camber rutted out section of the trail. He is an extremely experienced leader that likes the trails to be a bit on the wild side which is right up my alley.
After a few hours of beautiful desert mountain trails we arrived at Issac Bradshaw's grave site.
He lived from 1819 to 1885.
After a lunch stop we were back on the windy trail to make a loop back to our staging area.
It's pretty cool to look in your mirror and see a train of side by sides behind you.
I absolutely love winter desert riding in AZ. The mountains are so beautiful against the crisp clear blue sky, it is inspiring.
One more stop along the way to wash down the dust as we take in the old windmill.
As we were standing around a mule deer bolted up the face of the mountain in a matter of a minute or two. What fun to see wildlife along the way.
As we get near the end of our trip I can't help be feel saddened that our ride is coming to an end. With a view like this out my windshield I just want it to go on forever.
Another successful days ride. No flats and no breakdowns, just a fun day with great people. I have to say the more I ride on my Rage Thunder tires the better I like them. They are excellent in our desert environment providing good grip and a smooth ride.
Read MoreThere is a lot of history that can be found out about this area with a simple Google search for [url http://goo.gl/h8mhFx]Bradshaw Mountain History[/url]. The Mountains were named after the Bradshaw brothers William and Issac who died in the late 1800's.
After unloading we all met at the airstrip/staging area N of Lake Pleasent. There was a good turnout since it was a gorgeous sunny day.
After a short drivers meeting to make sure everyone was on the same page we loaded up and hit the dirt road on the way to the trail. Of course we had to make a stop at Castle Hot Springs as we were passing it. It is nice that the property care taker came out to say hello, although she would not take us to the hot springs for some reason.
Across the street is an old stage coach stop that is still in good shape.
Here was an interesting site we saw as we were going up a wash. A cow had dug a hole to get water. He was not about to leave his hole just because some side by sides were going by. This is common for wild burrows but I did not know cows did this as well. We just gave him some space and he did not seem to be bothered in the least.
The narrow canyon had some outstanding rock formations around every corner.
I swear I could see Paul our leader smile as we got to the narrow off camber rutted out section of the trail. He is an extremely experienced leader that likes the trails to be a bit on the wild side which is right up my alley.
After a few hours of beautiful desert mountain trails we arrived at Issac Bradshaw's grave site.
He lived from 1819 to 1885.
After a lunch stop we were back on the windy trail to make a loop back to our staging area.
It's pretty cool to look in your mirror and see a train of side by sides behind you.
I absolutely love winter desert riding in AZ. The mountains are so beautiful against the crisp clear blue sky, it is inspiring.
One more stop along the way to wash down the dust as we take in the old windmill.
As we were standing around a mule deer bolted up the face of the mountain in a matter of a minute or two. What fun to see wildlife along the way.
As we get near the end of our trip I can't help be feel saddened that our ride is coming to an end. With a view like this out my windshield I just want it to go on forever.
Another successful days ride. No flats and no breakdowns, just a fun day with great people. I have to say the more I ride on my Rage Thunder tires the better I like them. They are excellent in our desert environment providing good grip and a smooth ride.
