Draper South: A Real Adventure

Yes, it was an adventure. I had to carry my bike across rocks or other obstacles at least four times. This was after riding 15 miles to get there, followed by another 16 miles to get back home. On the satellite view, the big “X” marks where I started; the numbers correspond with the following images.

The first rocky point required only a little bit of lifting to get past the initial tight spot. It wasn’t gorgeous, but pretty enough. Sadly, this was the only shot there that turned out. I was able to ride about a third of time as I wandered along the shore. Again, the satellite image shows a higher water level than I found today, so more of the shore was exposed.

As you can see from the approach here, I had to carry my bike past the initial part of the second rocky point. I was rewarded with a continuous rocky surface all the way around that point and some distance beyond. It was just gorgeous. My bike should indicate the scale of things. With a light breeze out of the north, the water was just noisy enough to produce a lovely sound. I stayed quite a while clambering around on this part. Eventually I stopped to sit and eat my lunch. The place made a dandy prayer chapel, too. There was a hollowed out spot that was out of the wind. Consider that it was just about 42-43°F (6C), so it was chilly. It’s hard to describe how peaceful it felt to just sit there in splendid isolation. This fifth image is looking back up the shore to the rocky point.

The next image is a small protrusion of rocks out into the water, but with good shade cover. Once again, I had to carry my bike over the rocks. But this was just a short distance to the outflow chute of the water coming up from Lake Atoka. I tried to capture the whole chute, but the sun was directly over the opening no matter where I stood, so all my efforts came out with bad glare. It just dumps unceremoniously into the lake here. It was a bit of a jog getting up around the head of this thing, and pretty rough, as well.

This last image is one of the easiest spots to get to just below a picnic table and parking ring. However, it was quite a slug up that sandy slope with the bike. With just another foot of water, this whole thing disappears. By this time I was whipped, so the ride home was slow with that headwind.

About Ed Hurst

Disabled Veteran, prophet of God's Laws, Bible History teacher, wannabe writer, volunteer computer technician, cyclist, Social Science researcher
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