Just a few weeks ago, already quite late in the season to be messing around back in the Copper Basin. As in, it's an ice box, like Stanley or West Yellowstone, recording some of the nation's (or at least the state's) lowest temps. I was not carrying full camping gear, just enough to get by if needed, but I really didn't want to spend the night there! When the sun sets before 5, the tent gets smaller, as opposed to summertime huge tents, which you don't need until 10 or so, or at least that is how it seems. the Basin is a hair below 8K ASL, ringed by 10 to 12 K peaks.
At one point I was a good 13 miles from the plane, somewhat late in the afternoon, and as I was on the Montague ebike, riding the Basin's 26 mile loop, I took 1 new tube, two patch kits, my 52 volt air compressor, and a couple CO2 flasks, this ensured I had NO tire issues, of course. The last time I rode in the area, I got a not so slow leak, and only after I stopped to repair it, did I realize that my patch kit would be of little use, due to the high winds and dry terrain (no large sink full of water to find the leak was handy, too noisy to hear/ear it), a creek was a couple miles back, the wrong direction I made it back by stopping every 1/4 mile to hand pump up just enough pressure to make the tire kinda round, and vowed next time I'd bring the lightweight electric compressor plus a new tube.
This ride was on this years bucket list, nothing technical or challenging really, other then it's remoteness, and no cell coverage. All gravel road, piece of cake really. I did run into one pickup truck of hunters, other then that had the entire basin to myself. I did see some unexpected canyon trails that looked real interesting, but were already snowed in so I'll save them for next year. The 100 mile or so flight home was uneventful, just a bit over 1 hour, driving it would have taken 3 hours.
I had all three of my batteries on board, 28 AH of fully charged (58+ volts) 52 volt batteries, easily good for 100 miles of just rolling gravel road riding, overkill it turns out, as the expected hard climbing to 9 or 10 K didn't take place due to snow.
My cell phone camera doesn't do the scenery justice, but it was all I had that day.
