Yes, you’re reading correctly…that’s BIKEpacking, not BACKpacking. A fairly recent phenomenon is emerging, and it’s called bikepacking…hitting the trails for overnight camping using a mountain bike. More and more trails systems are allowing mountain bikes on the trails, along with animals such as llamas and horses. One such system is found in my back yard, in Big Bend Ranch State Park.
Here is a look at the trail system originating at the East Contraband Trailhead, and marked in yellow is the 8.5 mile long route I followed on my first bikepacking shakedown trip:
After checking in at the park headquarters at the Barton Warnock Center in Lajitas, TX, and obtaining the necessary permits for entry and overnight camping, I parked in the park maintenance area (for a better degree of protection for my Jeep than on the road at the trailhead) and hit the trail.
Here is a look at my basic bike setup…full-suspension mountain bike with a front handlebar pack and an under-seat pack for my tent:
The trail I followed is a the least technical route from this trailhead, not wanting to test my riding skills too quickly with an extra 10 pounds of gear on my bike, and a small backpack weighing in at about 15 pounds, due to the quantity of water needed for backpacking in the desert. In this case, I’m carrying 4 liters of water, which amounts to about 12 pounds of weight:
The trail is a combination of mining road and some sections of single-track which wind through the hills, climbing from about 2400′ elevation up to 2750′ where I made camp.
There is a lot of history in this area, some dating back to early paleo-indians of some 10,000 years ago, and more recent history, such as this candelilla, or wax, factory along a dry arroyo:
Buena Suerte trail climbs for some 7.5 miles up to an old mining area, which dates from the early 1900’s up until mid-20th. century. This is a private in-holding owned by the Lajitas Resort, so camping is not permitted on this property, but it’s an interesting site to explore if you’re very careful, as there is still a lot of derelict machinery here:
The trail splits to the left, or northeast, and becomes single-track before dropping into Fresno Creek at a major trail junction:
It was in Fresno Creek that I came upon the scourge of the desert: wild burros. These animals are remnants of early attempts at settling, mining, prospecting, wax making, plus invasives coming from Mexico. They are a menace to native plants and animals, and if I had a gun, I’d shoot every one:
Back to the task at hand, my campsite for the evening, with a warm glow of the setting sun off the nearby hills:
After a warm (50 degree) night, the morning sun was a welcome sight, along with views down the Fresno Creek drainage:
Shell fossils in the rocks are a reminder that this once was the bottom of a shallow inland sea:
The ride back to the trailhead was a “hoot” as it is mostly downhill. I made a detour down a more technical side loop to test my riding skills with the added weight and a backpack, and all went smoothly:
And so, if you’re new to bikepacking like myself, or a veteran of many technical trails, you can find a challenge to fit your taste here in Big Bend Ranch State Park. But keep in mind that this is very remote, rugged country which requires a level of expertise in self-rescue in the event of mechanical failure or an accident requiring medical attention. Also, plan to come here in late fall, winter, or early spring due to extreme, deadly heat other times of the year.
3 thoughts on “BikePacking 101”
I had to laugh at the name of that trail. Buena Suerte, indeed.
I was puzzled by your reference to wax-making. I couldn’t figure out why there would be that kind of industry in the middle of the proverbial Nowhere. Then, I looked through some articles about candelilla, and found this especially interesting one that’s full of every sort of detail. In the middle of the article, it says that stands of the plant seem to be most abundant at elevations around 2,500 feet — pretty much in the middle of your elevation range.
After I read the article about the candelilla, I reconsidered my interpretation of the East Contraband trailhead. I’d assumed all the normal kinds of contraband that surely moved through that area over the years, but I’d never considered plant smugglers!
As always, the land is fabulous, and the biking does sound like fun — especially downhill.
Just like to thank you for keeping me on your list, producing this work of art and your appreciation and care for these wonderful wild places.
Thanks for your comments, and thanks for reading.