Get Off My Trail
Headed out early on a gravel ride up Logan Canyon. I was slowed by a steady stream of runners from the USU cross country team. That’s all fine but what literally stopped me in my tracks was a sudden burning sensation from my left quad that got me off my bike for a few minutes while I punched my leg and limped around the trail.
Kind of a weak ride this morning. My legs were not up for a constant push. However, the more chill pace gave me a chance to breath in the morning air and absorb the beauty of this place I call home. Summer mornings last only a few months. I have to spend every possible moment living in them while I can. The ride – Paradise
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5 suffer loops this morning and each of them had a moment where I slipped the front or rear tire. Luckily, even after briefly loosing traction the Assegai rubber quickly grabs onto the dirt and restores your line and your confidence. The ride – Providence Canyon The bike – Ibis Ripmo
OK, so the answer is go to Bear Lake and paddle board but the morning was open so I took the drive up Logan Canyon to enjoy the spectacular nature of the Jardine Juniper trail. I love the ride. It lacks the playfulness of Providence Canyon but makes up for it with unrivaled views. It takes as much time to drive to it as to
Summery morning road bike rides in Cache Valley are beautiful and the perfect temperature. The wind does ruin the serenity from time to time and my time this morning reflects that. Still as long as I can get my legs to turn, I’ll take any day on a bike. The ride – Porcupine Dam The bike Time VRS Fluidity
I’m not a fan of early mornings but in the summer early mornings are the only way to prevent the blazing Utah summer sun from melting your face off. At the beginning of the ride I wondered if I was still dreaming and in that dream my legs wouldn’t turn the cranks no matter how much I wanted them to. I resigned myself to a
Morning road bike ride against my nemesis – the Cache Valley wind. My body is still worn out from too many late night rides. There’s something about wind that saps your body of energy and motivation and my legs spent most of the first part of the ride whining about how hard life is these days. My heart just hung out and enjoyed the ride.
In spite of being up late to enjoy the various pyrotechnics around the valley my brain woke me up before the sun. The Bianchi was grumpy and at first refused to pick any gear. Gradually we agreed on a couple that would work but not before it fully threw the chain off the top ring. It really needs some spa time at the shop. The
I’ve been out of town for a week so the Ripmo was feeling lonely. To celebrate our Independence I spent some time climbing the mountains. I’m thankful to be able to celebrate our public lands. The ride – Providence Canyon The bike – Ibis Ripmo