Everyone was up early on a Sunday. The promise of great riding and maybe even decent weather right on the other side of breakfast. The whole family was finally going to be able to make it out together to ride some dirt. It almost didn't happen. We rode out of our parking lot and down the street to see snow falling over the mountains.... the mountains we wanted to go ride on.
Fortunately, things are not always what they seem in the valley, and the weather can change fast. And it did, for the better. By the time we arrived at the East Blue Mountain TH, the sun was out and the wind was gone. Time to climb.
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| The crew after climbing up to the 6.03 trailhead. |
It flurried on us briefly, but it was kind of refreshing after the climb, and everyone was happy to start the long winding descent.
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| A maze of flowing singletrack awaited us. |
Somewhere down on 3.04 I had my first Bill Martin sighting. Apparently he was out getting 10,000 feet of vertical in for the day. He came up behind us, and I suppose we probably slowed him down considerably while we found a suitable spot to pull off and let him by. We still haven't met formally, but I figure that I will show up at one of the TNR rides soon enough... maybe without the 60 pounds of "training weight" that is usually attached to my bike.
It was a beautiful day in the woods, and plenty of other people felt the same way. I've never seen so many smiling faces... no... BEAMING faces on the trails. Even the forest itself was bright, colorful, and full of birdsong.
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| I love the moss hanging on the trees. |
This season is starting to shape up nicely. Spring has sprung, and even Melissa is getting out for some recreational rides - a change of pace from her usual commute.
The boys were both tired, so after consuming copious quantities of chinese food, they were off to an afternoon nap... something that doesn't sound like a bad idea at the moment.
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