Clockwise Idaho, as seen from an adventure motorcycle, part 2 – Yankee Fork

After a good night’s rest, we awoke to the crisp morning air that signifies the start of a fresh new day. With coffee on the mind, we all started to emerge from our tents and hammocks.

The previous days route up over James Creek was a bit dusty and busier than expected with the weekend traffic rolling in, and at the end of the day it just wasn’t that enjoyable. With coffee in hand, we discussed options for day 2. Originally, we were routed to stick to the IDBDR and run up over Clear Creek Summit out of Lowman, but I offered an alternate to run out Edna Creek to Hwy 21 and ride some fun twists and curves to Lowman, possibly bypassing Clear Creek all together and head straight for Stanley. This would put us closer to the Custer Motorway, which was our planned overnight for our second nights camp.

Coffee readily consumed and the bikes packed we headed down the Middle Fork Road. This section actually was quite enjoyable. The air was crisp and renewed, the bikes were running well and the excitement of what lay ahead was setting in. First objective is a gravel run out to Edna Crk/Hwy 21 where we will regroup.

28 miles

The group spaces out in order to let the dust clear which is a reality of most backroads mid-summer. We utilize a process where the first rider at an intersection stops and waits for the next. This process proceeds through the group until the final sweep rider. This process also enables everyone to confirm the rider behind them and to ride at their own pace so to also enjoy clean air.

Edna Creek/Hwy 21

As we all re-group the day temps are starting increase. We finalize our plan at this point to go ahead and take Hwy 21 into Stanley. Stanley is a “boujee” little mountain town nestled along the base of the Sawtooth Mountain’s. Fire has drastically impacted the valley the last couple of years, but its beauty is relatively untarnished as confirmed by the busy summer crowds. Stanley will be our next fuel and lunch stop.

Before we head out I jump down to the creek in order to get my jersey wetted down. Right about that time I hear Jeremy say “Crap, my bike just fell over” … well, it wasn’t just his bike. As the story goes our sweep rider and buddy Toby moved his 950 over into the shade. As he walked away his 950 decided to play bike domino’s by falling into mine, which then mine took out Jeremy’s.

Bike domino’s

Toby was banned from parking anywhere near the group for the remainder of the trip! … J/K. However, this did seem to start a chain of events where Brents helmet decided to roll from his bike, down the embankment and into the creek before starting to float away. Brent quick on his feet retrieved his fully soaked helmet. We decided to promptly hit the road before any more calamities could occur.

We made good time up Hwy 21 … the section from Edna Creek to Lowman is about as much fun that you can have on pavement and in my opinion, everyone riding the IDBDR should hit this section. From Lowman we hit cruise control riding up the South Fork of the Payette, over Banner Summit and into Stanley.

Burgers fuel us for the final days stretch into the Custer Motorway. We jump on Hwy 75 connecting Stanley to Sunbeam, another great twisty section. From there we peel off, find ourselves back on dirt and head up the Yankee Fork.

Notice Toby parking away from the pack … yep, banned!

Yankee Fork Dredge

Dredges, while leaving a large impact on the landscape were engineering marvels of their day. How something so large could be constructed in place and to move so much material is amazing. The fact that this one has been preserved for those to tour is a testament to the dedicated volunteers who keep it intact and from mother nature (and/or vandals) from dissembling it. It also leaves as a reminder that it was in fact these operations and the miners from back in history that again created the routes that we are able to ride and explorer today.

After spending about an hour at the dredge we jump back on the road with the intent to hit the Custer ghost town, but no less than a half mile down the road a great camp spot pops into view … and vacant. We consider this a lucky omen for a Saturday and grab the spot.

The evening winds down with friendly neighbors, fishing and a spot of Whiskey!

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