Holly and I went for a nice Sunday drive yesterday afternoon... in 4Low! I love this place!
Saw a bit of wildlife sorry for the photo, it's pretty heavily cropped. I couldn't get very close; this guy had eyes like a hawk! (I know, I know... sorry.)
Saw a bit of wildlife sorry for the photo, it's pretty heavily cropped. I couldn't get very close; this guy had eyes like a hawk! (I know, I know... sorry.)
We got to the top of a little peak and had 360 degree vistas of mountains. It was awesome!
Then Brian and I went and did the riding of the mountain bikes. There was the climbing. And the pushing. And the climbing. And the pain. And the switchbacks. And the climbing. And the suffering.
This was the view from about halfway to the top. We started out lower than those houses that you can see way down at the bottom.
Then we went down. Our tires instantly filled with mud and we spent the entire trip down hanging on for dear life as we slid around muddy switchbacks, not so much steering our bikes as pleading with them to go kind of in the same direction as the trail.
Yes Tom, I know. Boo friggin' hoo. It was still fun, just not as good as the other riding we've done. When there is traction, and my legs and lungs start working, it will be an awesome trail, but yesterday it just brought the suffering.
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Boo-friggin'-hoo indeed...
So tell me, is a dirty BIKE also a happy bike? My road bike doesn't seem to think so, but the 'cross bike has a different opinion.
My mountain bike is most happy when it is dirty, but has a clean drivetrain. Road bikes tend to have an attitude of "eewwwww, dirt... gross!" in my experience. Cross bikes are happiest when you can kind of tell there's a bike under the mud somewhere.
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