
It is definitely Neversummer here, which is the fitting name for the mountains on the west side of the park. Two days before the start of summer, June 19, the park started getting wintery weather. Trail Ridge Road was closed at 9:00 PM that night as snow came, fiercely in the alpine region. The Tour of Colorado, a 7 day bike tour of north central Colorado was scheduled to come through the park the next day. This would involve an almost 5000 foot climb from Estes Park to the top of the park, over 12,000 feet elevation. About 1500 bikers were expected to participate. On June 20, a decision on whether to attempt the ride was delayed for 3 hours until the go ahead was made at 8:00 AM. A majority of the bikers, we believe, started the ride and made it up to Rainbow Point, high in the alpine zone. They faced an hour and a half wait until the road was cleared so they could continue. There was only room for a minority of the riders in a vehicle to keep warm, the rest huddled on the leeward side out of the wind, fighting hypothermia and trying to stay warm. After the road was cleared, later in the morning they ascended further to the top but were met with stiff winds and a wintery mix of snow and drizzle. The road was wet and conditions were absolutely miserable.
Several hundred made it to the Alpine Visitor Center where they sought relief from the elements. Many suffered from hypothermia, and two or three needed hospitalization, they were taken by ambulance to the medical center at Granby, almost 40 miles away. The tour group and the park were overwhelmed with handling the situation. Although the bad weather had been forecasted correctly for two days, the tour still went on through the park. Riders were given the option to skip the day, but most seemed to decide on riding. Most were also dressed inadequately for the conditions - they were the ones most susceptible to hypothermia. Amazingly though, no one wiped out on the slick road conditions and as far as we know, no one has died.
We were assigned to “rove” at the upper points of the west side that day, just a few miles below the Alpine V.C. Since the road was closed when we started our day, we had to stay lower and went to the North Inlet trailhead, where there was little activity save for a group of 4 backpackers who were going up the trail to higher elevation. I talked with them and found out they had been out for a few days already, under miserable conditions, but were all in good spirits and ready to continue their week-long backpack. “Keep smiling guys,” I said and wished them well. They were going to be far better off than the bikers, as I would learn later.
Later in the morning we heard on the park radio that Trail Ridge Road was open and the bike tour was coming through. We grabbed some lunch at the Kawuneeche Visitor Center on the west side and headed up the road to assist in whatever way we could. About a mile up the road in the park, we passed a staging area where the bike tour was trying to assemble an aid station for the bikers. A few more miles up, we saw the first of the bikers heading down. It was a steady rain at this point, but all the riders were handling the wet surface well. We made it to the Colorado River trailhead, where we connected with Chief Ranger Mark McCutcheon, informing him that we had a warm vehicle with bike rack and could help in whatever way we could. He directed us to go up to the Alpine V.C, as there were many riders up there who may need assistance. We never made it up that far as when we got up about 3 more miles to Farview Curve, we saw a few other volunteers stationed there lending assistance to riders. No sooner did we pull over than several riders pulled in and we quickly immersed ourselves into checking on them. The first rider I encountered was a woman who was in obvious distress. She was shaking from hypothermia and I asked her if she needed to get into our warm vehicle. She did without hesitation. Another vehicle, one of the volunteers, was housing 6 riders trying to warm up. Immediately several more riders arrived, stopping to take a break from the tortuous downhill ride. I looked at each of them to see if they were shaking, and offered two more of them a seat in our warm car. Others were ok and just needed a rest, before they decided to continue. Ranger Mark was there, and other volunteers, he told us to take who we could down to the aid station, so we put 2 bikes onto our bike carrier and started taking the two riders down. The woman was transferred to another vehicle to stay warm, allowing her time to decide whether she could get back on her bike. We later met up with her when we returned, she decided not to continue and was grateful for our assistance and the eventual ride she obtained in a bus that was dispatched to pick up riders. As we descended from the higher region with 2 of the riders, who were still trying to recover from their ordeal, we came upon another rider who hit a falling rock right in front of us. He almost lost it but was able to stay upright, but his water bottle fell off his bike. I stopped so Kathy could retrieve it for him, but we were right on a major curve and it was not a good place to be stopped.
I was hoping this would be quick, but the guy announced that his tire was flat and I knew we couldn’t leave him there. Suddenly, there was a pack of bikers and vehicles coming around the curve and somehow they all managed to steer clear of us, as we were stopped right in the road. Yikes. I had to move away from that spot, so pulled further into the curve and a bit more out of the way. We managed to get his bike on our carrier, the first time we realized that we could carry 3 bikes, and we got the heck out of there with our new passenger. We made it down to the aid station, about 14 miles, where we deposited our riders and their bikes. They were pulling over all the riders as they still had about another 17 miles to go before they finished the day and they needed to be checked for their ability to continue. The 3 guys we transported were very grateful for our help, and we immediately turned back to go see if we were needed in any other way further up. We made it back to Farview Curve where we found even more volunteers assembled as well as Ranger Mark. That’s when we learned that the ride was closed for all the other riders left on top on and that they would be transported down by a fleet of buses. There were some riders hanging out in the volunteers’ vehicles and eventually they were transferred to a bus after it arrived.
Within time, since there were no more bike riders coming down, we were thanked by Ranger Mark, and released to head back. Instead, Kathy and I went up to the Alpine V.C. just to check out the scene there. We were amazed at the hundreds of bikes that were left outside the V.C. Several buses had transported riders to their destination for the day, and a couple more were about to embark. All the riders were taken care of, but their bikes were being loaded into numerous UHaul trucks, as they attempted to load them all in. I could imagine all the scratches that these bikes were receiving, but oh well. I walked into the V.C. and saw four park staff assembled at the desk. One of them turned out to be Vaughan Baker, the park superintendent who came up from the east side to assist. He and I talked affably, he asked me about what had happened further down on the west side and I described the scene at Farview Curve. He was amazed when I told him it seemed like hundreds had continued the ride, although many of them stopped due to hypothermia. He and some of the others shared how most of the riders were comforted by being in the V.C. When they said that many of them needed to get out of their wet clothes, I remarked that there must have been a lot of naked people there. They laughed, but I guessed that it didn’t get to that point. I sensed from talking with both Vaughan and Ranger Mark that the park was not keen on the idea of doing the ride under such brutal conditions. That had been a decision made by the tour. And it’s too bad the riders never got a good view from the top. Nothing but clouds, bitter winds and low visibility, the timing for the ride through the park was a little off. Better weather is expected the next day, and these riders missed seeing some spectacular views. On a good day, the alpine portion of the park is beyond description, as we were fortune to as we came over on June 10.
The earlier portion of our week was interesting, as we went through four days of training, a good bike ride one evening in the park, and a climb up Shadow Mountain on our one day off, followed by a picnic and campfire on two successive evenings where park staff got to mingle. But it pales in comparison to the day the Tour of Colorado decided to come through the park. We could not imagine biking in the conditions these riders faced. When we reached the top at the V.C. that day, the wind was still fierce and there was still mixed precipitation falling. No conditions for a bike ride by our book. Nevertheless, this is a day the riders and the park staff will remember; it wasn’t for the faint of heart and it just might force a hard look at what conditions this tour should subject its riders to. Mountain weather any time of year needs to be held in awe and wonder, and again this time nature won.
