Get Off My Trail
The bunch of us used to ride together more often. That was before they closed Wayne’s loop which still pains me. There wasn’t a better family ride in the valley. My nephew, Everett is leaving to serve a mission for The Church of Jesus Christ of Latter Day Saints for the next two years. It will be a while before this crew rides together again.
The air is cooling. There are hints of Fall on the trees and the sun flowers are still in full bloom. The trails are all moon dust and marbles but that shouldn’t stop anyone from doing laps in Providence. The ride – Providence Canyon, Utah The bike – Ripmo
Fires have left the valley air thick with smoke. I decided to risk a ride anyway and was surprised to find the air breathable in Green Canyon. I like those kinds of surprises. Also, surprise, the trees are starting to change colors. The ride – Green Canyon, Utah The bike – Ripmo
Usually the golden light only lasts a short while as the sun comes up or goes down. The light has been orange all day to day and it’s impossible to see the mountains. Somewhere there is a forest burning to the ground. In the mountains around us Autumn has started. The ride – Providence Canyon, Utah The bike – Ripmo
It’s starting to feel like Autumn. Logan Canyon is a great place to be when the colors change. The ride – Providence, Utah The bike – Bianchi Cavaria
I told the boys we’d ride to the airplane. I then made Brennan ride until he was in pain and started to cry. When we got back to the car I loaded my bike. The boys chose to keep riding down the canyon road. I no longer felt bad about pushing them for 15 miles. The ride – Woody’s, Paper Airplane, and Brim trail Powder
The mountains called and I could no longer resist. Skull Crack started easy, turned into a pretty good climb, rewarded me with spectacular views and then stabbed me in the leg. It’s a very overgrown trail and I’m guessing it doesn’t see a lot of wheeled traffic. The branches from low scrub oak grab and scratch at your arms and legs. One rogue branch caught
North Fork Park is a great introduction to the pure joy of riding a trail because the trail is awesome. We started on Spork which is MTB only and directional depending on the day. These guys showed no fear or any drop or switchback. There are climbs but they don’t last so long that they wear out my youngest. After Spork we rode 365 and
The Tree was lonely. I had time. The ride – Jardine Juniper Trail The bike – Ripmo
Morning meetings mean no morning ride which means afternoon ride which still means sweating like crazy in the heat. Logan Canyon is still the place to go to drop a few degrees and prevent baking your buns. The ride – Providence, Utah The bike – Bianchi Cavaria