Trek Checkpoint (now with pictures added on 6/17)

In case you don't know what a Trek Checkpoint is, well...it's the new model of "gravel bike" from Trek. And it's also MY new bike!

HOORAY!!! I GOT A NEW BIKE!!!

The new Trek Checkpoint SL6 with ME, the proud and ecstatically happy owner!

For a lot of people I guess getting a "new" bike happens every few years. Not so for me. I've bought all my bikes 'used', at least for the last 35 years or so. Thinking back to when I last bought a NEW bike, I was still a kid, and it was a Schwinn Stingray (red 5 speed). And I'm pretty sure the year was 1970.

I did buy a "new" sort-of-mountain-bike back in Hawaii as a young Navy lad. This was when Mt biking was new, and the Specialized Stumpjumper was THE bike to have...and if you couldn't afford that you got the little brother "RockHopper". I thought it was ludicrous to spend what either of those bikes cost (like right at $1000 back in 1984/85!!!), so I got a Chinese piece of junk for like $150 at the Navy Exchange. It wasn't even a real Mt bike, and that's OK as I didn't do real Mt biking on it...I only used it to ride to/from the Pearl Harbor ferry boat (took me out to Ford Island where I worked), and that was on paved bike-paths and roads. And that's about all this bike was good for...to go on actual dirt wold have been quite scary. IMO this bike doesn't even count as a bike...it was right in there (or maybe below) Huffy quality.

Since then, zippo...not-a. My "new" (to me) Cannondale Scalpel that I bought 2 1-2 years ago (after getting hit by that bull on my old Mt bike causing the frame to crack...TWICE) was a 1 year old shop Demo bike. Still it was/is a great bike and a great deal. But THIS...this is a brand new model. Trek's first REAL foray into the recreational Gravel world. It's got the brand NEW full Shimano Ultegra 11 speed drivetrain with the new Shadow rear derailleur and a new model of side pull front derailleur (designed to make sure it doesn't rub the larger knobby tires people will be putting on this bike), with new Ultegra hydraulic disc brakes. It's got an 11 speed 11/34t cassette (the same size that's on my old 26" bull-Mt-bike, except that's it's an ancient 9 speed). It's got standard 'recreational' 50/34t chainrings (for those of us who aren't superhuman and/or doping), standard 175mm cranks, a full carbon frame, and FOUR water bottle mounts! (yes, you read that right...FOUR!) It comes stock with the most excellent Schwalbe 35mm 700c gravel tires, which are totally in the sweet spot for "gravel" rides. For road rides I can toss on a set of 28mm road slicks, and for even MORE aggressive dirt Trek claims it will fit up to a 45mm knobby tire (however pretty much everybody who has one says even with that there's more room, it will likely fit up to a 50mm, which is basically a 29" x 2" mtb tire). This bike has SERIOUS OPTIONS!

The seatpost has Treks patented 'suspension system (can't remember what it's called right now, but it's the same as on the ultra-speedy and quite expensive Domane line, only that has it front AND rear). Trek figured that with the larger tires people will likely be running on this bike they don't need the front, as the tires themselves will be a pretty good suspension system.

Here's the bikes link on the Trek site: Trek Checkpoint SL6

Yes, it looks pretty much like a "road" bike, but it's SO much more. It has FULL rack-mount holes (all covered with little caps) for mounting full-on road-touring gear including front and rear fenders!

This bike will pretty much cover about 80% (or more) of the riding that I do. My Mt bike will still have duty in the REAL mountain biking genre...single track, wicked downhills, anything like that. But for anything LESS than that this bike will do, and that will go all the way across the spectrum into regular road rides. For any rides with crappy pavement, this bike will eat it up! Sure, it's not a race bike as it weighs 19lbs. But I think this bike will literally be with me until I'm pretty much done riding, or at least on dirt. And I've always wanted to do some dirt bike-packing AND road-touring...and this bike will do both!

So I just flew home from Colorado Springs today and picked it up this afternoon. I'd gotten a text from Scott (the bike shop owner) saying it arrived in the shop last week...a full month early! (I had ordered it back at the end of March during a fleet-wide Trek sale, which knocked off $200, hooray!) and it wasn't supposed to be delivered to the shop until sometime in July, so it's here a month early! Boy was I surprised! So far this bike is a 'special-order' only model, and shops won't likely be stocking it until all the pre-orders are satisfied. I have a few friends who have "gravel bikes" and personally I think this one WAY out-classes all of them! It's versatility simply blows my mind! There's just not much that this bike can't do.

So...I'm taking it in to work tomorrow and after work I will take it on a shakedown dirt and pavement ride on base (provided the wind isn't HOWLING and it's not 50 degrees buried under the marine layer).

I'm still so excited I can barely stand it, and my smile is still stuck on my face! A NEW BIKE! OH MY GOODNESS!!! I'd say that it's a mid-life-crisis thing, but sadly I'm afraid I'm WAY past that (mid-life). With my Moms recent passing I think it's really got me thinking about my own mortality...and specifically, how long I can continue to ride. I will be 58 in just a few months (HOLY CRAP!)...so maybe 10 to 15 years of riding on dirt, and maybe a few more specifically on pavement...and that's if I'm very lucky and don't get hurt in the meantime. Just thinking that...10 to MAYBE 15 years of riding left scares the living bejeebers out of me! How can I be SO OLD all of a sudden?? WHEN DID THAT HAPPEN?

Well...I for one intend to get the most out of what life I have left. I'm going to slide across the "finish line" all broken, battered and bloody (hopefully not TOO broken, battered and bloody tho), having lived my life to the fullest.

In the meantime my new rule is that I need to keep this bike away from cows!

Cheers!

Addendum...thought I'd toss a few pics in from my first 3 rides. 

On Vandenberg Air Force Base (VAFB), Southbase (where most of our Space Launch pads are). This area totally burned a year and a half ago...it was nothing but black sand and some sticks poking up (except for the burned forest at the top of the picture, they are all dead but still standing). 

 Now I'm on VAFB Northbase (where our missile launch sites are at, Minuteman III's, Interceptors and Peacekeepers) at it's northern tip. That's Point Sal off in the distance a few miles away. We used to take our dogs to this beach to run many years ago...all the times we came out here there wasn't another soul...had the entire beach to ourselves. I've also fished for surf perch here and done anywhere from quite well to totally skunked, depending on the day. There is a trail at the ridgeline of those mountains, and I've taken my mountain bike all the way to the point many years past (it's got a TON of deep sand, and the ridge trail is about half unridable).
 

On the pavement on the way back to Main Base from the northern tip of Northbase. Looking south, the long sandy beach in the distance is Minuteman Beach (there are several missile launch sites along the road, which is the only way in/out of where I am now). Pretty scenic, eh?

From my Saturday "Figueroa loop" day (I did the loop twice). Yes, that's COWS in the fog....forcing me to violate my RULE about keeping the new bike at least 200 yards away from cows. 

Yep....there they are...just watching me, and laughing. And they were pretty stubborn too...did NOT want to get off the road and let me by. And some of them were pretty feisty when I got to w/in 20 yards or so...I was VERY scared. STUPID COWS! (they're not supposed to be here, must have gotten thru a fence somewhere).  So I guess my new rule is more of a guideline (thanks Captain Jack!)

I'm out of the fog now, it's sunny, and you can see some of the upper mountain ahead to the left. And that is my road going up to the right...Fig is always a great climb from either side! (many pro teams still come here in January to train for the season...it's a 10 mile climb whichever way you come up, both being drastically different styles of climb/descent). And the pavement of both descents is generally pretty HORRIBLE! (the new bike ate that bad pavement up for breakfast AND lunch!)

 Heading down on the other side, the road just carves along the mountain back and forth. Other than all the mini 'landslide' debris on the pavement at random intervals ( and the cracks/holes) it would be a FANTASTIC descent. Though the new bike handled the descent on both sides fantastic...I actually enjoyed them both (which I've never said before....in the past the descents have been something for me to survive). This was an 81 mile 9600' climbing day...and it was AWESOME!

OK. That's it for another weekend. Monday is fast approaching. Later gaters!

Oh, and be sure to check out the 2018 Tour Divide race that is currently ongoing (from Banff Alberta to Antelope Wells New Mexico, following the Continental Divide). Here is the link:

2018 Tour Divide

Rest in Peace Mary Marie Chapek-Halvorson

Last Thursday my brother David (in one of the pictures from the home we got Mom into a few weeks ago) was trying to get ahold of me at work (here in the Springs). Mom wasn't doing so well and the Hospice nurse was thinking this might be the beginning of her decline. I left my brother detailed instructions on how to get a message thru to me here, as it's not a normal base I'm working at. Friday morning he used those instructions to let me know that Moms primary Hospice nurse put her on 24 hour "Crisis Care", thinking that this was indeed her quick decline. She was on Morphine for the pain.

I grabbed a small bag with 2 sets of clothes and drove to Denver and parked my rental car, went to the Southwest counter and bought a 1-way ticket to Houston. I arrived at 9:30pm Friday night, and Dave and Greg (little and big brothers) picked me up at the airport and after a quick stop and McDonalds for a to-go meal (as I was RABID hungry) we went right to the home to see Mom.

I was actually stunned seeing her when I walked into her room. Three weeks ago when I left Houston she was still walking (albeit with a walker) and talking. This was no longer the case. I won't go into detail except to say that I think with her liver under attack and failing, her body was so full of toxins that her mind was already gone. She was breathing and that was about it. She had no reaction to voice or touch, other than a wet swab to the mouth (I think that is an involuntary reaction though). This was no longer the proud strong beautiful amazing woman I have known my entire life...cancer had taken all that from her. DAMN YOU CANCER, I HATE YOU LIKE NO OTHER!!

Even now I get tears in my eyes thinking about how ravaged she was by the cancer and how quickly near the end. It's SO not fair! She didn't deserve this (no one does)! She ate right, exercised, and was very devout Christian....1 year ago she would have wiped the floor wit the Energizer Bunny (seriously). At 83 years of age she made ME tired when I visited...she was still go go go! At 84 (her birthday this last March, and 1 year into her Stage 4 Ovarian Cancer diagnosis) she was still quite spry and pretty with it, except she just needed lots of naps. Three weeks ago her naps were much more, and her mind was definitely intermittently foggy...and she no longer had any interest in puzzles or crafts. She was just getting by. And as of this last weekend cancer had the final word.

She passed quietly Saturday morning June 2nd at 11:13am. We (Greg, David and I) were at her side. Her Oncologist had stopped her Chemo back in January after seeing her liver was now being attacked, and told to make her plans. Both of her Dr's had said that it's pretty well documented, and when the liver is compromised most people live four to six months. She made it 5 months after stopping Chemo, and about 14 months after her Stage 4 diagnosis. As a devout Christian she wasn't afraid to die, knowing she was going to be with God, and the rest of her siblings (only 1 of the 8 children are still living, her big sister Ruth).

Her passing was actually a blessing, as seeing her in this condition was heart-wrenching in the extreme! I really hope that somehow she could hear/sense that her boys were all with her at the end, but I can't say for sure...but I'd like to think that. She was a truly Amazing woman and the best mother anyone could have! She was more than a lioness with her cubs, I'd say she was like a mother Grizzly bear when one of hers was threatened. Her chosen profession was an RN...she went through nursing school in the mind `1950's, and did her final training at Chicago Cook Memorial hospital. As the head-nurse at the Hillbrook Nursing Home in Clancy Montana for almost 20 years, she was compassionate beyond measure. Those patients were HER mothers and fathers!

She had every good trait a person could have. She has lifelong friends all over the country including Canada, and I guarantee there are moist eyes on every one of them at the news of her passing. She was a TRULY good person. I can safely say that she will be dearly missed for the rest of our lives.

Rest now Mom, you have earned it. I pray you are watching over us and are now in peace and pain free, with your mother and father and brothers and sisters. Your job here on earth is done, you raised three pretty great kids (well, two anyway and also me).

I love you Mom and miss you dearly! You made me the person I am today, and I know my wife Jeannie thinks you did a pretty good job!

Goodbye Mom, I'll see you again one day.

Peace.

Mom and I down in Houston, March 2018