Tucked at the northern tip of Michigan’s Keweenaw Peninsula, the Rough Stuff Rally is a weekend of serious singletrack, community vibes, and Copper Harbor magic. From shuttle laps and blufftop sunsets to rugged all-day rides and farm-to-table dinners, it’s a mountain bike gathering built around place and people. To learn more or get registered to ride, visit Rough Stuff Rally . Now in its third year, the Rough Stuff Rally returns August 1–3 to Copper Harbor, Michigan, perched at the very tip of the Keweenaw Peninsula and surrounded on all sides by Lake Superior. With just a handful of year-round residents and minmal cell service, Copper Harbor isn’t just remote; it feels like its own little island at the end of the road. We chatted with Jeff Frane, the event’s founder, about why he chose this place. “It feels like the end of the world,” he told me. “Civilization and responsibilities feel a million miles away.” For Jeff, the rally is partly a personal excuse to spend more time in Copper Harbor, but it’s also a way to share a place that many riders have heard about but never visited. “Once you go, you’ll come back,” he said. “It’s special.” Copper Harbor’s appeal isn’t just its remoteness. The trails here are carved into ridgelines with lake views, thick forests, and rugged rock. The town itself is tiny, just a few restaurants and bars, but in the summer it hums with life. It’s singular, scenic, and a little surreal, unlike any other mountain bike destination in the Midwest. The rally is built around two days of riding and gathering. Friday kicks off with Keeweenaw Adventure Company providing shuttle laps to Brockway and Mountain Lodge trail systems, followed by a blufftop sunset happy hour. Saturday is the main ride: a 22- or 43-mile loop on a mix of machine-built flow trails, classic rocky singletrack, and doubletrack. Around 90% of the longer route is singletrack, and riders are encouraged to take it at their own pace, though it's recommended for experienced mountain bikers and is a pretty big day on the bike. After the ride, everyone regroups for a post-ride family dinner prepared by Chef Adam Blake, featuring produce from the Trails End farm and options for both omnivores and vegans. There's music, a bonfire, and a relaxed atmosphere that feels more like a summer gathering than a formal festival. While the event leans more toward experienced mountain bikers than casual riders, it’s not competitive. It’s about sharing a good time on bikes in a place that’s hard to get to and hard to forget. Camping is centralized at Trails End Campground, where a section is reserved for attendees, and cabins are also available. For those seeking other accommodations, the town has a few motels and another campground at East Bluff. With two days of riding, community meals, and an awesome vibe, Rough Stuff Rally offers a distinct take on the summer MTB weekend. If you’ve been meaning to ride Copper Harbor, or just want a reason to go back, this might be the weekend to do it. To learn more or get registered to ride, visit Rough Stuff Rally .

What happens when you feed an AI too much chain lube, sarcasm, and Strava data? You get a brutally honest (and oddly accurate?) roast of some of the Northwoods' most legendary riders. From frostbitten endurance monsters to spreadsheet-loving aero nerds, no one is safe. These are the riders who push limits, crush gravel, and somehow still make us laugh even while we're crying mid-ride. We asked AI to roast them. The results? Painfully glorious. Todd Poquette Todd Poquette is the kind of guy who looks at a perfectly good gravel road and says, “You know what this needs? Suffering. And mosquitoes.” He builds routes like he’s trying to summon a vengeful god. And somehow convinces other people to pay to ride them. Genius or evil mastermind? Unclear. His idea of community-building is dropping you 40 miles from civilization, in a hailstorm, with a note that says “Prove it.” Todd doesn’t train. He just glares at a bike until it’s scared to go slow. At this point, we’re not sure if 906 is a race series or a secret endurance cult with better branding than Peloton. And let’s be honest—if you’ve ever done one of his events, you probably still have chafing, emotional trauma, and… weirdly, a desire to sign up again. Chase Wark He rides like he's being chased by a bear but dresses like he's sponsored by a flannel startup. He wears an aero helmet to the Kwik Trip checkout line and calls it “marginal gains.” And let’s be honest—if they sold aero gels at Kwik Trip, he’d have a loyalty punch card. You haven’t seen true chaos until Chase tries to optimize his CdA while holding a Glazer and a slice of pizza. He’s got more carbon than body fat and more spreadsheets than friends. If it’s not on Strava with power data, it didn’t happen. And if you pass him on a descent? Don't worry—he'll DM you with a critique of your position and a 6-part breakdown of his wind drag savings. Chase created The Hotdish gravel race so he could finally justify eating 4,000 calories of tater tot casserole mid-ride—but don’t worry, it’s still “aero-friendly” if you blend it. Jill Martindale If you’ve ever felt good about your endurance, don't look at her Ultra resumes. You’ll cry. Then freeze to death trying to copy her. Jill’s “easy spin” lasts 8 hours, crosses 3 counties, and ends with frost forming on her eyelashes—and that’s indoors on the trainer. She once biked through a blizzard for 300 miles and called it “a fun little thing I tried.” Jill doesn’t taper for races—she just pedals until the trail gives up first. Most people see minus 30 and cancel plans. Jill sees minus 30 and packs an extra thermos . Dave Schlabowske Dave Schlabowske has ridden more Wisconsin backroads than Google Maps has heard of — and somehow still acts surprised every time a bar only takes cash. He’s the only guy who can write 3,000 words about a gravel ride and still not mention if he actually enjoyed it. Dave doesn't ride bikes — he documents them into submission. The gravel doesn’t know whether it’s being pedaled or profiled. He’s been “retired” for years, but somehow publishes more ride reports than full-time journalists. The man’s done so many solo bikepacking trips, even bears leave him alone out of professional courtesy.

Gravel stage races have grown in popularity around the world as they intersect racing, endurance, and a deep exploration of beautiful destinations. Check out some of these incredible gravel stage races all over the world and maybe even start dreaming about adding one of them to you travel and training plans. Gravel stage races combine the endurance of long-distance gravel biking with the strategy and resilience required to tackle multiple days of racing. These events typically span two to seven stages, each with its own unique challenges, from grueling climbs to unpredictable terrain. Unlike single-day gravel races, stage races emphasize not just speed but consistency and recovery over the course of the event. Here we share some stage races that traverse stunning and remote landscapes, offering riders a chance to immerse themselves in regions they might not otherwise explore. From the semi-arid expanses of the Karoo in South Africa to the lush forests of the Pacific Northwest, each event showcases the natural beauty of its location while pushing participants to their physical and mental limits. Riders must prepare not only for the demanding courses but also for the logistics of camping, meal planning, and maintaining their bikes between stages. What sets gravel stage races apart is the camaraderie they foster. Riders bond over shared challenges, whether it's navigating remote backcountry trails, enduring inclement weather, or celebrating a hard-earned finish. These events attract everyone from elite racers chasing podiums to amateur adventurers seeking to test their limits, creating a vibrant and inclusive atmosphere that defines the gravel cycling community. Rebecca's Private Idaho - 3 Stage Location: Sun Valley, Idaho Average Cost: $519 - no meals or lodging Experience the smashing climbs, stunning views, and hometown hospitality of Rebecca’s Private Idaho in the best way possible: up and down 186 miles of epic riding. In three timed stages over the course of four days, you’ll fall in love with the raw and varied terrain. Rebecca's Private Idaho . Oregon Trail Gravel Grinder - 5 Stages Location: Bend, Oregon Average Cost: $1,400 - Includes meals & tent Oregon Trail is one of the most complex and challenging gravel events in North America to produce, covering 350 miles of Oregon’s scenic and wild backcountry gravel roads. It is their mission to make the logistics for each and every rider easy so that they can focus on nothing more than pedaling some of the most amazing gravel roads in North America for 5 days straight! Oregon Trail Gravel Grinder . Migration Gravel Race Location: Maasai Mara, Kenya Average Cost: $1,785 - includes food & tent The Migration Gravel Race (MGR) is hailed as the hardest and wildest gravel race in the world, offering a high-tempo, adventure that pushes riders to their physical and mental limits across four stages. Set against the dramatic backdrop of the untamed Maasai Mara, participants traverse rugged gravel roads, cattle tracks, and wildlife trails, demanding both endurance and grit. The MGR offers two routes: the Leopard, a full-length, high-tempo race, and the Zebra, a shorter, more accessible option. While the Zebra cuts some corners, it still delivers the iconic and breathtaking sections that define the race, ensuring every rider experiences the raw beauty and difficulty of the Maasai Mara. Migration Gravel Race . Gravel Burn - 7 Stages Location: South Africa Average Cost: $3,290 - Includes meals and tent Gravel Burn is a 7-day, 850km full-service gravel stage race through South Africa’s diverse landscapes. Starting in coastal forests, the route heads into the breathtaking Great Karoo – a famously vast, semi-desert region. Riders rest each night in remote camps under star-filled skies and, on the final day, greeted by Africa’s iconic Big 5 wildlife. Gravel Burn . The Ride Gravel - 5 Stages Location: Germany, Luxembourg, Netherland, & Belgium Average Cost: $1,130 - Includes meals and tent The Ride Gravel is a fully supported gravel adventure with five epic stages on the most beautiful paved and unpaved roads in Europe. Ride a standard stage (100 km) or XL stage (up to 125 km), both at least 60% off road. Perfect from intermediate to expert level! The Ride Gravel . Sahara Gravel Stage Race - 4 Stages Location: Morocco Average Cost: $1,040 - includes food & tent Breathtaking valleys, high mountains & the mighty Sahara desert! Being in the Sahara Desert is an experience like no other, but reaching it by bike elevates the journey to unforgettable heights. Spanning a total distance of 445 kilometers over four stages, with an elevation gain of over 4500 meters, the route takes you through a variety of terrains, with 90% of the journey on gravel roads or easy single trails. Sahara Gravel Stage Race . The Fox - 2 Stages Location: Finland, MN Average Cost: $175 - no meals or lodging The Fox is a two day stage race that features 60+ mile days through the heart of the North Shore wilds in Northern Minnesota. The Fox starts in Finland, MN, on Saturday. Riders will travel to Grand Marais for their overnight camping experience. On Sunday, riders will travel a different route back to Finland for the finish. The Fox . TransRockies Gravel Royale - 3 Stages Location: British Columbia, Canada Average Cost: $1,475 - includes tent, and 2 meals/day The TransRockies Gravel Royale is 3 days of racing over 4 days based exclusively out of Nipika Mountain Resort, and is truly in a league of its own. Returning for 2025, there will be 2 distance options each day (Full Pint or Half Pint) and an overall ranking for each one! Life’s too short to add just another gravel race to your calendar, so “go all in”. TransRockies Gravel Royale . Santa Vall - 2 Stages Girona, Spain With two challenging stages designed to enjoy gravel like never before, Santa Vall attracts the world’s top athletes and teams, as Girona becomes the epicenter of cycling at the start of the season. This is where the favorites face off for the first time, setting the stage for an unforgettable year. Take on the challenge and experience Santa Vall in community. Afternoons will be filled with activities and a party you won’t want to miss. It’s your chance to ride, connect, and share your passion with a vibrant gravel community. Santa Vall . Last Grizzly Gravel - 3 Stages Utah & Idaho Average Cost: $700 - Includes Meals and DIY Camping Join the team of Breakaway Promotions for another spectacular celebration of gravel at the three-day, all-inclusive gravel stage race, the Last Grizzly Gravel! The adventure starts in Northern Utah before heading across the border into Idaho traversing the the Bear Mountain Range in Wasatch/Cache National Forest. Come witness the amazing brilliance of golds of the high aspens to the cobalt colors of Northern Utah's famous Bear Lake. Last Grizzly Gravel .

After nearly a decade of summer rides, weekend adventures, and everyday errands, we finally gave away our beloved Burley trailer. It marked the end of an era, one filled with slow miles, packed snacks, sibling squabbles, and unforgettable family memories. In this reflection, I look back at what those years meant to us, how that hitch shaped my identity as a dad, and what it feels like to let go of a season that was never meant to last forever.

Get ready for a brand-new kind of gravel adventure just south of the border in Iowa. Outland Gravel launches August 2 in rural Iowa with river crossings, raw trails, and savage MMR that’ll push your limits. And Nxrth readers get $15 off registration with code "FriendsToTheNorth". Words by Race Director Vance Fletcher. Learn more at Outland Gravel . If you’ve been digging into gravel in the Driftless or cruising around the rugged routes of Wisconsin and Minnesota, we’ve got an adventure calling your name just south in rural Iowa. On Saturday, August 2nd, 2025, the inaugural Outland Gravel rolls out from Chariton, Iowa, with a course built to challenge and reward. We’re talking deep, remote backcountry miles with river crossings, miles of minimum maintenance roads, a journey through Stephens State Forest, and even a stretch on the oldest rail-to-trail in Iowa—the historic Cinder Path. This isn’t fast gravel—it’s Outland gravel, and it’s going to test your line choices and your legs. We built Outland with one goal: to take you to the edge, literally and figuratively. The name says it all. Outland is where the map fades, where the terrain gets wild, and the adventure begins. This course ventures into the remote corners of southern Iowa, far from smooth tarmac and safe choices. Expect roads that are rugged but rideable, scenic but savage. It’s for the riders who crave the unknown...who embrace the mess, the challenge, and the unexpected. You’ll hit river crossings, raw forest trails, chunky MMR, and plenty of “did-that-just-happen?” moments. The kind of ride where the stories write themselves. Registration is open on BikeReg, and the first 100 riders to sign up will snag a limited-edition swag bag packed with local flavor and race-day essentials. Trust us, you’ll earn it. Stick around after for food trucks, music, and a raffle. To our friends up north, we want you here! We know the Upper Midwest is packed with tough riders who love a good story and an even better challenge. Come down, camp out, and join us for a weekend of community and chaos on the gravel. Whether you’re chasing the podium or the party, we’ve got a spot for you at the start line. And because we like you, we’ve got a discount code just for you: FriendsToTheNorth gets you $15 off registration (That makes it only $30!!). Follow the journey and stay updated on race-day details, previews, and more by following us on Instagram at @outlandgrvl . We’re stoked to show you what southern Iowa has to offer—raw roads, big skies, and an experience that’s anything but ordinary. Let’s ride.

Photo: Megan Zabel Holmes On Thursday, June 13 at 8am, 11-year-old Molly from St. Paul lines up for the Grand Depart of the 2025 Tour Divide, one of the most ambitious bikepacking adventures in the world. The 2,700-mile self-supported route stretches from Banff, Alberta to the Mexican border. She’ll be riding alongside her dad, Aaron, carrying her own gear and camping along the way. Follow along with Molly and her Dad Aaron on the 2025 Tour Divide Live Tracker . To prepare, Molly recently rode the 60-mile Snacking Bear route at the Hungry Bear Gravel Race in Cable, Wisconsin. She and her dad rode their bikes all the way from St. Paul to the race, camped out the night before, and then tackled the Snacking Bear on fully loaded bikes—set up just like they’ll be for the Tour Divide. It gave them a chance to test gear, build endurance, and have a little fun along the way. “On the Snacking Bear my favorite part was when we stopped to make breakfast. It was so fun to stop and eat on the side of the road before everybody caught up to us. It also gave me a chance to warm up my body. At the time my toes were cold so I walked/ran around a lot to warm them up. When we stopped we ate one of our freeze dried meals that we brought. I had the biscuits and gravy and papa had the skillet.” After breakfast, Molly started to settle into the rhythm of the ride—and into her fully loaded setup. “When I ride I tend to change between hot and cold a lot, so I was able to put my sweater under my rack bag quickly whenever I didn’t want it,” she said. “The hills were long and sometimes steep, and I think that was the hardest part for me.” Molly and her dad at the Hungry Bear finish line. Photo Dave Schlabowske. She and her dad had been preparing with evening rides after work, using the Snacking Bear as one of their final test runs before heading west for the Divide. Now, with months of evening rides and prep behind them, Molly and her dad are setting off on the real thing. It’s a ride that will take determination, flexibility, and a big sense of adventure. “When I’m riding I have many goals such as having so much fun and trying my best. I would love to make it to the finish but if I don't I just want to know I tried my best and I’m just proud of myself for starting in the first place.” From gravel breakfasts to backcountry climbs, Molly is already showing what’s possible when the ride is powered by joy, curiosity, and a whole lot of heart. We’ll be cheering from afar as she and her dad begin the journey of a lifetime. You can follow Molly and Aaron’s progress on the Tour Divide Live Tracker as they make their way south.

This was our family’s first time exploring Cuyuna, and we made the most of it, riding green trails together, paddleboarding on Yawkey Mine Lake, and staying at the Dragonfly Cabin tucked in the pines above the wetlands. With smooth trails, quiet evenings, and time outside as a family, this week gave us the perfect adventure to kickstart our summer. To learn more more about this cabin or book it for a future trip, head to the Dragonfly Cabin . This was our first trip to Cuyuna, and we were excited to finally explore a place we’d heard so much about. We’d talked about coming for a while, and this summer felt like the right time to make it happen. The whole family came, bikes in tow, with plans for several days outdoors. We were especially stoked about where we’d be staying: a custom-built cabin tucked just outside Ironton that looked quiet, comfortable, and perfectly placed for trail access. The plan was simple. Ride bikes, enjoy the time outside together, and settle into an awesome cabin for a few days. No big itinerary, just a new adventure doing something we all love. The Dragonfly Cabin: Tucked in the Pines, Perched Above the Wetlands We stayed in the Dragonfly Cabin , a small, custom-built space just outside of Ironton. Set up on a hill and surrounded by tall white pines, it overlooks a wide stretch of wetlands and feels peaceful and private, while still being just a mile from town. Designed and built by a husband-and-wife team, the cabin is compact but well laid out, with a wood stove, a spiral staircase to the loft, and large windows facing the marsh. The space is cozy, quiet, and intentional, perfect for slowing down between rides and spending time in an inspired space. We spent evenings building small fires, sitting out on the patio, and making meals in the kitchen. Nothing fancy, just the kind of simple routines that feel especially good when you’re away from home. The cabin made it easy to settle in without a big agenda. Just ride, eat, relax, repeat. We stayed in the Dragonfly Cabin, but it’s one of a few lodging options on the property. In addition to the two cabins, the owners also have a set of simple camp A-frames nestled in the woods, offering a variety of ways to experience the space depending on how you like to travel. Riding Cuyuna: All Ages, All Smiles This was our family’s first time riding in Cuyuna, and the trails were a perfect fit for our kids. We stuck to the green loops and rode together, but what stood out was how much they were able to do completely on their own power, even at a pretty young age. We did several laps around Huntington Mine Lake and Pennington Mine Lake via the Galloping Goose Trail. It was smooth, scenic, and just the right amount of challenge for little legs. We also loved the wide adaptive trails at the Sagamore Unit, which felt made for families, and the short, intimate loops around Yawkey Mine Lake gave us some great low-key laps as part of our day’s riding. One of my favorite parts of the whole trip was taking a one-on-one ride with each of my kids during the week. Riding at their pace, and just getting that time with each of them on the trail was something I absolutely loved. The kids were all about the pump track and skills park at the Miners Mountain Rally Center, which gave them a chance to ride laps, try new features, and burn off the last bit of energy before heading back to the Dragonfly Cabin to wind down. Paddleboarding, Donuts, & Outdoor Meals Off the bike, we found plenty to enjoy. One afternoon we paddleboarded on Yawkey Mine Lake. The water was crystal clear and calm, perfect for floating, swimming, and hanging out. We packed a picnic and made a full afternoon of it, with nowhere to be and nothing to do but enjoy the lake and each other’s company. In town, we stopped at High Wheel Confectionery for ice cream and candy, and grabbed custom donuts from MacDaddy’s. Each kid picked their own frosting and toppings, which made it a fun treat. Our kids also loved playing at the nearby Sea Serpent Park and managed to squeeze in several playground visits over the week. One evening, we had a night out in Crosby. Drinks at Cuyuna Brewing Company were followed by dinner just across the street at the Iron Range Eatery. We ate outside on the patio, and the warm summer night made it one of those meals you don’t forget. Everything was easy, close by, and low key. Exactly the kind of pace we were hoping for. Already Talking About Next Time By the end of the trip, none of us were ready to leave. The kids loved the trails even more than I expected, and seeing their confidence grow on the bike was a highlight of the whole week. My wife and I came away just as grateful for the chance to all be outside while riding Cuyuna's amazing trails. We’re already talking about coming back. It’s the kind of trip that leaves you tired in the best way, and already looking forward to next time. Note: Our stay at The Dragonfly Cabin was generously hosted as part of a creative trade with the owners. All experiences and opinions shared here are entirely our own.

With Gravel Nationals coming to La Crescent, Minnesota this September 2025, Chris Stindt of Smith’s Bike Shop joined a crew of media and gravel pros to pre-ride and scout the route. The verdict? It’s steep, scenic, and brutally hard. If your idea of Midwest gravel is smooth rollers and cornfields, this course will break that illusion—and maybe a few riders too. Words by Chris Stindt Late last summer it was announced that La Crescent, MN was going to host the 2025 and 2026 Gravel National Championships . This is a relatively new national championship and the first editions were more of what people typically associate with flyover/flat farm country gravel. I was pretty excited to have people finally discover what I’ve known for a few years now: the Driftless region is one of the best places to ride a bike in the country. I’ve been behind the scenes working with the event planning committee, helping out with the route plans. I have a bit of experience with local gravel - I started after the Almanzo craze (one of the earliest huge gravel races) but right on for the Filthy 50 (an event that still quickly sells out 1000 spots). My first gravel race was in 2016 on some 38c hybrid tires that I crammed into my 2x, v-brake, twitchy handling cyclocross bike. In the past decade since that experience I’ve been riding a whole lotta gravel, locally and around the Midwest. I even wrote the Nxrth gravel guide for the La Crosse area ! I do plan to publish an updated version for visitors and spectators planning to attend Gravel Nationals, so keep an eye out for that. So, what do I have to share today? Well, this week Ben Delaney , of YouTube fame, came to visit and do some shooting. JP from the Stable Cyclist hung off the back of a service car while Dan from Driftless Gravel Cycling rode shotgun. I gathered up the gravel bros, a couple of friends, and we were joined by local gravel pro, Chase Wark , who sadly, did not come with a disc rear wheel. He did however still have his super narrow chopped-drop handlebars on his mostly untouched from Unbound bike. Ben was riding an unreleased gravel (all-road?) bike from a major manufacturer. It had 40 or 42 slick tires on. I just mounted up some beyond spec 55s from Rene Herse onto my Checkpoint. Everyone else was somewhere in between, with the 45 Terra Speed and 42 Pathfinder as the most popular tires. Every single bike had disc brakes and maybe that’s not even really part of the conversation anymore, but I’m mentioning it anyway. Chase Wark would like me to recommend everyone be on 2.2” tires like me. He thinks you’d be fastest on them, especially if you’re a pro. As the crank turns, it was by far the best tire choice for the day - we literally found dump trucks and graders out adding loose, fresh gravel to the roads. For race day? Usually the fresh gravel gets laid in the spring and smoothed out all summer until it’s like pavement by the fall. Usually. I think the race will be won by some fast, not too big tires. For amateurs? Or those who are less confident descending steep, loose, windy gravel roads? Bigger is better. I had by far the best time on our pre-ride. What else can I tell you? Keep an eye out for the course maps. I’ll dissect them once we get a public view of them. Expect sustained climbs of about 5-10 minutes, with the number of climbs depending on the length of course you have. This is not rollers, and outside of the mountains, most folks will never see this much sustained elevation gain. Same for elevation loss - the downhills are steep. The scenery, if you can relax enough to enjoy it, is beautiful. But the course is hard. Ben interviewed me for his video and we talked about how hard the course would be. That was at the beginning of the ride - and then near the end we were side by side and I looked at him and said...this course is going to destroy some people. And he said, uh, maybe not destroy. I paused, considered it, and said, nope, it will. He just laughed.

The Hungry Bear Gravel Race in Cable, WI is a celebration of community, connection, and Northwoods adventure. With a vibe that welcomes riders of all backgrounds and experience levels, it’s grown into one of the most beloved gravel events in the region. In this reflective and deeply personal story, Monica Shoberg shares what it was like to take on the Snacking Bear 60-mile route, how she shaved three hours off her time from last year, and why the true heart of the Hungry Bear isn’t about speed, it’s about people. Words by Monica Shoberg of Unruly Women Driving to Cable, Wisconsin, is beautiful no matter the direction you take to get there, and if you blinked, you’d surely miss out on the opportunity to explore all this small town has to offer. I found my way to Tilly’s Pies , behind the River’s Eatery , about 20 minutes before pre-registration planned to begin. The New Moon Ski and Bike Shop and CAMBA tents were mostly set up, and already racers were lined up through the parking lot—a foretelling of the enormous event that was to unfold this weekend. I stepped in to help, being directed to whatever they needed me to do as a volunteer. Pre-Event Pies, Music, and Community Vibes The hours passed by quickly as hundreds picked up their tracking number plates, free goodies, and Hungry Bear swag before heading inside Tilly’s for pie or strolling over to the backyard of River’s Eatery to enjoy pizza outside under the towering pines. There was live music playing, people talking, and community buzzing. Annually, it seems—myself included—many have the best intentions to ride the Hungry Bear 100-mile and ultimately end up dropping down to a lower bracket of the Snacking Bear 60-mile or the Climbing Bear 30-mile. The way we all say it too, minimizing the endeavor awaiting us because it’s not the 100, as if 30 and 60 miles are small potatoes. I am enthusiastic to remind them those are no small potatoes! Ultimately, this gravel race is not just about the distance. It’s about the whole experience and the adventure that unfolds before we even reach the finish line. They smile, usually laugh a little, sometimes agree, and continue on their way. But it’s true! "If you’re only coming out to race, you’re missing out on all this event has to offer—before, during, and after." Participating in any of the Hungry Bear gravel race festivities is a great way to experience it to the fullest. Whether you’re racing, spectating, or volunteering, you’re sure to feel part of this welcoming community. Feeling both exhausted from this afternoon and excited for the race tomorrow morning, I headed to my campsite at ROAM Adventure Basecamp to spend the night. Camping at ROAM Adventure Basecamp Race Morning: Coffee, Calm, and Crunching Gravel I woke up in the forest to bird songs and rustling leaves that sounded like water in a stream. The air was crisp, and having left the vestibules open all night, it was a bit of a struggle to find the motivation to get up. A cool breeze drifted in as my tent illuminated in warm sunlight. I could hear footsteps lazily crunching gravel nearby and bike tires rolling through the campground, sounding like Pop Rocks candy crackling. I lazily stretched out my limbs, beyond pleased with myself that I had opted to bring the old futon mattress that filled the entire footprint of my tent and the extra sleeping bags for an extraordinarily cozy night’s sleep. The siren song of coffee called to me as I found the motivation to emerge, happily remembering I had an entire Stanley thermos of coffee waiting for me only a few steps away in my car. Sitting at the picnic table, I savored my mug of hot liquid energy and enjoyed the morning ambiance as the rising sun glittered between the trees. And while I also noticed how many vehicles had already left and how many people were quietly buzzing around getting their own bikes and gear together, I didn’t feel rushed and allowed myself to wake up a bit before loading up my bike bags for this morning’s gravel race. As I filled and secured the bike bags to my bike around my strategically placed race number—hoping nothing would become loose, bounce, or flap in the wind—I felt confident carrying far less with me than last year, even though I planned to ride alone this year. Partly because I’ve ridden the course once before and knew what to expect, but it was mostly due to the facts that this year everyone would be tracked with timing chips, navigation would be thoroughly posted to avoid people getting lost, there would be twice as many racers out riding, and there were more volunteers sweeping for stragglers along the course. I felt good about my last-minute decision to once again drop from the 100-mile to the 60-mile. Although my main goal was to just finish the race without getting hurt, my bonus goal was to finish a little faster than last year’s eight hours. Finding My Flow on the Forest Roads Anticipating parking to be filled quickly, I had arrived at the parking lot early, double-checked I had everything I needed, waited in the seemingly endless bathroom line for one last go, chugged the smoothie I’d pre-made, and biked over to the registration tent to say hello to the volunteers and see if I might run into any familiar faces. There were people walking around with coffee, some sitting and talking, a line still long with racers registering, some pedaling around testing out their bikes to make sure everything was working as it should, and a Specialized tent was set up to help racers with any last-minute mechanical needs. I carefully pedaled over to the start line through the crowds of people heading in all different directions. I’m not a fan of being part of the intense rollout of people and bikes packed like sardines all charging across the starting line. Instead, I’ve found it’s less stressful and more enjoyable to wait alongside the enormous crowd of Snacking Bear racers, cheer them on, and watch them go first. I heard my name being shouted and my eyes scanned the crowd of cyclists passing by. Surprised to see, it was my friend Mack! She called me over to join her and her two friends. I was stoked to have some accountability buddies to ride with and try to keep up with, even if only for part of the race. The beginning of this race is a great introduction of what’s to come without being thrown right into grueling gravel backroads. We powered through rolling hills of pavement, surrounded by forests full of enormous white pines. With no gravel in sight, we threw caution to the wind and flew down them—each time I erupted with uncontrollable laughter and yelps of childlike joy from a place deep down in my soul. Overcome by excitement of the race, the rollercoaster-like downhills, talking with and physically trying to keep up with Mack and her friends Erin and Jocelyn during the uphills and flatter sections—the first 20 miles flew by. We passed towering conifers, dark blue lakes, bogs that looked as though moose would be nearby, and endless gravel roads as far as the eyes could see. Sand Traps, Singletrack, and Surprise Motivation The gravel was a bit looser than last year, and even though I had zero hesitation pedaling downhill in high gear to gather speed for the uphills, a small voice in the back of my consciousness was very aware of the possibility of sand traps and loose gravel at the bottom of each descent. I was having way too much fun trying to keep up to worry about slowing down. If there was someone ahead of me that blew through the softer gravel or sand pit, I’d follow their same line and pedal harder to try to gather momentum to push me up the next hill. If there wasn’t someone ahead, I’d visually commit to a line, stand up out of my saddle, push pressure into both pedals, keep my knees and elbows bent and wide, exhale deeply, and allow that bike to float and swerve side to side beneath me along with the current of the dirt. Each time I made it through, I’d exhale in relief and disbelief, as if I’d just made it through the riskiest obstacle yet, and allow my body to relax for a moment as my legs pedaled on. I was completely lost in the moving meditation of cycling through these forests and being with friends and found myself pushing harder than I knew I would be if I were alone. "I was so sure a bonk was inevitable—surely in the next mile, around the next turn. I was convinced it’d hit. But that bonk never came." Less than three hours in, we arrived at the aid station around the 30-mile mark. We’d been averaging about 15 mph, which is faster than I’ve ever ridden in my life—even on the bike trainer, let alone for that duration. I definitely had a cycling high from the endorphins flooding my system. The friendly volunteers were cheering and ensuring every racer had what they needed. One even helped me button my right sleeve after struggling to get it myself. Not paying attention, I also accidentally added a fruity pink electrolyte beverage to my coffee-flavored maple syrup, assuming it was water—but I choked it down for the electrolytes anyway. Past the Bonk, Into the Joy The four of us moved out, up a slightly discouraging steep uphill that seemed summit-less. But the scenery couldn’t be beat. The temperature was perfect, the sometimes intense wind kept the air from getting stagnant, and up until now I’d been able to stick to mostly shade. This route in its entirety is a moving meditation through forests and lakes and endlessly winding road. When I wasn’t lost in the scenery around me, my mind occupied itself with brief chats with new friends and the Jorts song by Will Ferrell and Jimmy Fallon inspired by the racers wearing jorts. That led to random small personal outbursts of laughter because of the silly jingle—and I’m sure a bit of delirium. Around this time, we began to get passed by the century pelotons. Most of the time we could hear them coming—their bikes sounding like a swarm of bees heading in our direction was our only warning. At one point, one of my friends got cut off by a leader of a peloton as we were nearing a right turn. She had no choice but to veer into the ditch. Thankfully uninjured, she was a little shaken up, but not a single person in that peloton looked back to see if she was okay. We continued on together. Just as the heat began to get to me, the four of us began to splinter apart through my most favorite section of the ride: the double tracks around mile 40. Forced to bike slower and focus on remaining upright, the shade, cooler temperature, and fun through this hilly section rejuvenated me. This is where mountain biking skills really kicked in. We all made it through and gathered together again as we ventured onto the more predictable gravel backroads. The lake about 15 miles from the finish is where my friend Kaila and I decided to stop for a much-needed dip last year to cool off after I’d gotten us lost, unintentionally adding on five miles. This time, I followed the trio of friends who pedaled past without stopping. I waved to the lake and thanked it for last year’s refuge and memories. A Finish Line Full of Feeling In the last 10 miles, the four of us scattered a bit. In my solitude, I remembered how last year at this point, Kaila and I were truly pushing our limits—but were still having fun. I caught up with Mack just before the small but fun section of mountain bike singletrack, and a second wind hit me. "We yelped and laughed with joy coasting through the winding path between trees, cheered each other on, and were in awe once again of the views as we crossed the wooden bridge over the Namekagon River." We rode side by side on the grassy double track for the last mile before the finish line, reminiscing about last year’s race and comparing it to this one. Seeing the finish line, we both pedaled harder and crossed it together. I didn’t even know our finishing time, but I felt a dam of emotional relief was about to break. Jocelyn was already there cheering and taking pictures. Soon after, Erin crossed the finish line and we were all cheering for her, taking pictures, and congratulating each other. "I realized I had shaved three hours off last year’s time—all thanks to the motivation of supportive people who cared more about the experience than the clock." After we parted ways, I stumbled off to find my slice of caramel apple crumble pie. The kind women of Tilly’s Pies asked if I had a slice waiting, and my emotional dam broke. One woman wrapped me in a hug while the other found my pie. I sat in the shade near the finish line, called my partner to tell him I’d finished, ate my pie, and found new friends to talk to. We shared stories and cheered on riders as they crossed the line. Live music played, people ate, talked, and relaxed. More Than a Race, It’s a Reminder The Hungry Bear is more than just a race. It has the flexibility to be whatever you make it. Ride for fun, slow down to enjoy the scenery, make new friends, ride faster, prove to yourself what you’re capable of, take pictures, cool off in the lake, or break goals. But most of all, make memories. Finish line This year’s race more than doubled in registration to over 1,000 people and attracted more serious racers. But I was happy to still see plenty of cyclists wearing jorts, sandals, or dragonflies on their helmets. As this race continues to grow, I hope the casual, fun vibes and kindness that bring this community together shine brightest. However you choose to participate next year, I hope that you ride your own race and make the experience whatever you want it to be. The heart of the Hungry Bear gravel race is the community. It doesn’t matter what you wear, what kind of bike you’re riding, who you are, or how good of an athlete you are. In the end, we’re all here to ride bikes, have fun, eat good food, be in nature, and feel part of something much bigger than just ourselves.

Cuyuna is a midwest singletrack paradise for mountain biking in the summer and fat biking in the winter. If you're looking to book a trip there, why not stay in a beautiful and unique cabin close to all the action? Here are 6 beautiful Cuyuna cabins surrounded by adventure to check out for your next trip. Time to start planning bike weekend getaways? Nestled in the heart of Minnesota’s Cuyuna Range, a bike paradise awaits those seeking adventure on two wheels. For those wanting to immerse themselves in this magical setting, these six impossibly beautiful cabins offer the perfect basecamp. Most of these can be booked on Airbnb or directly on their website. Whether you’re looking for cozy retreats or luxurious lodges, each cabin promises a memorable experience in one of Minnesota’s most breathtaking destinations. Birch Box Container This shipping container cabin features two bedrooms with queen beds, a bathroom with a walk-in shower, a small kitchenette, and a living area with large windows offering views of the surrounding forest. Amenities include a hot tub, fire pit, covered patio, and a Mississippi River overlook. The cabin also has a multifunctional office and laundry space. LEARN MORE . The Iron Owl This newly built 600 sq ft cabin, located 1 mile from the Cuyuna Lakes Trail and Crosby's historic downtown, offers views of 20+ acres of wetlands and wildlife. See our review of this cabin here . The cabin, designed by a husband and wife, features a queen bedroom on the main floor, a loft with a queen bed, a bathroom, kitchen, and a living area with a wood stove. Outside, guests can enjoy a pondside patio. The cabin is secluded and surrounded by white pines, offering privacy with occasional distant town sounds. It sleeps up to 4 people and shares the property with a second cabin. LEARN MORE . The Hilhaus Aframe This newly built A-frame cabin, located near downtown Crosby, offers a cozy retreat with a lower-level master bedroom, a loft bedroom, a kitchen, a dining room, and a living room with a fireplace. Outside, guests can enjoy a back deck, a fire pit area, a picnic table, and a bike shed. The cabin comes equipped with essentials like coffee, tea, board games, and books, along with upgraded Starlink Wi-Fi. It's well-suited for couples, families, or those looking for a fat biking getaway. Firewood and lawn games are also provided. LEARN MORE . Tiny House Luxury Getaway Another new addition to the Cuyuna area! This cozy 280 square foot, one-bedroom tiny house is a perfect getaway in Cuyuna Country. The location is incredible with the Sagamore Unit mountain bike trails and Hwy 128 trailhead only two miles away. With over two acres of privacy on a ridge that has frontage on Little Rabbit Lake. From inside the cabin you will have views of the woods. LEARN MORE . Cuyuna Cove Cuyuna Cove, located on the edge of Crosby, MN, offers vacation rental cabins with direct access to the Cuyuna Country State Recreation Area. This area features over 70 miles of mountain bike trails, gravel routes, and scenic lakes. The property, opened in 2020, provides a redwood sauna and encourages guests to disconnect, relax, and enjoy outdoor activities. The cabins are popular for romantic getaways and are situated near the historic mining town, offering a unique destination for year-round adventures. LEARN MORE . Tiny Pine-A The tiny 500 sq ft A-frame cabin, part of the Cuyuna Matata Cabins, is set on 8.5 acres overlooking the Pine River. Located 10 minutes from the Cuyuna State Recreation Area biking trails, it provides a peaceful nature getaway. The cabin, built in 2022, features a minimalist Scandinavian design with bright pine interiors. It sleeps up to 4 people, with a queen bed in the loft and a fold-down couch on the main floor. Guests can enjoy a cedar wood barrel sauna and use complimentary snowshoes in winter and kayaks in summer. LEARN MORE .

Gravel race directors from Wisconsin, Minnesota, and the U.P. share their favorite events outside the region. From epic endurance rides to community-driven weekends, these picks highlight the races worth traveling for—and the stories that make them unforgettable. One of the best parts of gravel is discovering new places to ride, especially the ones worth planning an entire road trip around. The kind of events that surprise you with killer courses, quirky traditions, and an atmosphere that makes you feel like a local, even if you're hundreds of miles from home. To help you find your next great adventure, we asked a handful of race directors from our region to name their favorite gravel events outside the Midwest. These are the rides they return to, talk about, and can’t stop thinking about. Keely Campbell Gravel Worlds - Nebraska Admittedly, I don't do many events outside the Midwest, but a few years ago I won an entry to Gravel Worlds on Instagram, and away I went! I absolutely loved the routes, which showcase Nebraska's best gravel. Additionally, it's a large event with an intimate feel, which is my personal sweet spot. I rode the maiden voyage of my new-to-me single-speed Surly Cross Check at this event, and it will always hold a special place in my heart. Marty Larson Mid South - Oklahoma It’s what inspires The Heywood to be what we do. The way Bobby and Crystal welcome everyone is just…something else. All walks of life, all shapes, all joy. The community that surrounds the Midsouth is simply outstanding. We’ve met simply outstanding folks down there, and get a chance to see them each year. It’s truly a family thing. The elite pros and lantern rougue are equally honored during the weekend. It is an elite race, but it’s clear that the every day rider is honored as participants as well. There’s nothing like a Bobby Hug to finish your ride. Chase Wark Rock Cobbler, Lyons Heart, Mid South, & Sea Otter There's not one correct for me here. If I'm just going off the vibes of the event, it has to be Mid South which is pretty much a bike festival weekend now. If it is based off the course, my favorite course is the Rock Cobbler. My favorite event expo is Lyons Heart since they have a sauna and cold plunge and Sea Otter since there's so many brands that go to that one. I can't really pick just one event and label it as my favorite though. Adam Klotz Spotted Horse Gravel - Iowa I was relatively new to the gravel scene and just looking for any event I could ride. October was closing in, and I needed one. Flipping through a publication not unlike The Nxrth, I spotted the Spotted Horse Gravel in Madison County, Iowa. Sure, why not? I told myself. At the time, I didn’t know what an “ultra” was. I didn’t know what it meant to ride a Sarah Cooper event. And I had certainly never spent more than eight hours in the saddle. In hindsight, those were probably pretty good reasons not to sign up. The night before the ride, I tested my kit in the hotel parking lot. I overheard a group of younger riders talking about how many ultras they’d done—that was the first time I’d heard the word. I knew the mileage, sure, but hearing it called an “ultra” made it real in a way that kept me up that night. Rollout was at 4 a.m., which meant leaving the hotel at 3. It was the earliest I’d ever been up for a bike ride. It was cold. And everyone around me had tires far wider than my skinny 32s (which, honestly, might’ve been 28s). I remember confidently thinking we only had a certain amount of elevation gain—until I passed that number well before the first checkpoint, with a long way still to go. I asked a volunteer about the discrepancy, and he just smiled and said, “It’s a Sarah Cooper event. What did you expect?” My legs still felt fine at that point, but after he said that, the ride suddenly felt harder. Around mile 100, after navigating some of the roughest minimum maintenance roads, dodging cows and windmills, I crashed hard at the bottom of a descent. My 28s finally met their match on Iowa’s class 5 gravel. I got up and kept riding, but my headlight didn’t—it broke off in the fall. It was late October. The sun went down early. No headlight. No moon. Just endless climbing and descending in the darkest dark I’ve ever experienced. No chance for my eyes to adjust. I was exhausted. All it would’ve taken was one phone call to race support to end the misery. But I never made the call. Twelve thousand feet of climbing. 155 miles. I finished. The Spotted Horse is my favorite gravel event outside of Wisconsin, Minnesota, and the U.P. Not just for the course, but because of what it pulled out of me—growth, grit, and a finish I’ll never forget. Trenton Raygor Gravel Worlds Long Voyage 300 - Nebraska Gravel Worlds Long Voyage 300 in Lincoln NE is a favorite of mine. Being a person who likes to ride bikes for a really long time, I really enjoy this event. The "Gravel Family" as they like to call it, including founders Cornbread and Jason, keep the positive vibes high. I like an overnighter and this tough course (especially the Iowa miles) really pushes the limits on the single speed. Shout out to the Flying J roller dogs on this one!

Some of the best days on gravel aren’t at races, they're the quiet escapes that stick with you. This guide to one-day gravel getaways highlights 12 standout routes across WI, MN, and the U.P. Each destination pairs a dialed-in gravel adventure with great local food, drinks, and post-ride recovery. Whether you’re chasing backroads through the Northwoods, grinding ridgelines in the Driftless, or taking in the Lake Superior shoreline, these routes are made for riders who want to explore new places and eat and drink well.