Happy Trails

It was supposed to rain and I thought I would spend my morning on Zwift. Luckily, it didn’t rain and the Ripmo talked me into a couple of rounds in Providence Canyon. The wind from the incoming storm had ripped through some of the Autumn trees coloring the ground and hiding the trail in a dazzling array of yellow and red. The fallen leaves made a satisfying crunching sounds as the Assegai tires rumbled on deeper and deeper into the canyon.

Two roads diverged in yellow wood. I rode both a bunch of times. Someone should have bought Robert Frost a mountain bike. On two wheels you can have it all.

The ride – Providence Canyon