Get Off My Trail
The winds at the mouth of Logan Canyon protect the beauty within like the fierce storms that protect the fabled Shanngri-La. Once I pass through the wind tunnel the air becomes still, the sky beautiful and the trail perfect. As I ride along the river, the organic smells of a forest morning filled my nose. The plants dry and wither as I climb in the
I woke up bright and early to clear skies. It was the perfect morning for the perfect ride. Then I went back to bed and woke up an hour later. I stumbled around the house unable to find all my gear and generally wasting time. When I finally did start riding I felt like I was forgetting something and sure enough my helmet was not
The entire Western United States is burning to the ground right now. I had been riding anyway, but the air is so thick that it’s hard to see the mountains across the valley. At one point it was difficult to see the mountains on this side of the valley just a couple of miles away. I can’t not ride. At the same time riding outside
On any given Friday when the weather is warm regardless of the time of day there will be hikers and bikers in Providence Canyon. Frequently there will also be shooters, ATVs and vehicles of various types but I don’t meet them on the trail. Today it was just me. OK, so there were two guys leaving when I started the climb into the canyon and
After last night’s leg cramp from hell I didn’t expect much from my body. I didn’t wake up well and the air looked like it had smoked a pack our a million but I lied to myself and said I’d just run the short route out to Paradise and back. The Time had other ideas. After hanging on the wall and watching the Ripmo go
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Generally my health is improved by cycling. The one nasty side effect that I randomly experience is leg cramps. I used to take Sportlegs when I was riding a longer event or when it was hot outside. They help a great deal and are probably one of the better preventative solutions I’ve found. I’ve tried pickle juice, but it’s kind of nasty and not always
The sky once again filled with smoke the morning sunlight streamed through the trees lighting the forest in orange and fooling the mind that Autumn was upon us. Whether it was the smoke and haze, a the restless night or the mysterious soreness in my quads and hamstrings I failed to find any depth or power in my pedal strokes. As I climbed my legs
A bit more rain fell last night and Logan Canyon wasn’t exempt from the moisture. After a dry summer and drought the rain is welcome. I took the Bianchi up the Logan River Trail for what turned out to be a community event. Everyone in the valley took advantage of the cooler temps and settled dust and took to the hills. It’s OK I had
The skies kissed the mountains with a bit of rain over the weekend leaving the trails in perfect, sticky shape. With the mud gone but the moondust packed into smooth trails I and Ripmo set off for a wonderful morning together. Focusing less on handling and the details of a new bike I let the Ripmo take the big hits and we managed to dance