Get Off My Trail
Just got back from a week long trip to Maui. I left the Ripmo in the shop while I was gone and so it was ready to get out. I was ready to bathe in the Fall colors which are now in full display. Green Canyon did not disappoint. The ride – Green Canyon The bike – Ibis Ripmo
As the summer ends there are so many grasshoppers wandering the hills. They are funny to watch. They can kind of fly. Not well, but they can. Today I had one fly right alongside me for about 100 feet. I didn’t know they could even manage a straight line. For a moment I was one with the grasshopper. The Ripmo was entertained and preoccupied with
Some days don’t turn out the way you think it will. With blue skies and nice temperatures on a November day I thought I’d do my typical ride – 4 loops and a couple of hours. I wasn’t alone in taking advantage of the weather and trail conditions. I had a great time catching up with friends while catching my breath. The mountains really are
I need to buy lights. The time change means it now gets dark at 5pm. Still real dirt and mud and cold make for a great way to spend the waning moments of the day. There was a bit of grease here and there but overall a bit of time on a real bike in real dirt made me feel like a real boy again.
It’s November in Northern Utah. That means it could be 30 degrees with feet of snow or sunshiney and a balmy 65 degrees. It’s the first one right now and I’m adding an extra ten pounds in gear to keep me from freezing to death. The ride – Providence Canyon
The bitter chill in the air keeps me off my road bike in the late Fall. Similar justifications apply to the cross bike. However, in the name of variety I pulled out the Bianchi and all my cold weather gear and headed to Logan canyon. The consequence for any speed above 20mph was a distinct loss of feeling in my fingers and a deep bite
With a hint of chill the Ripmo and I rode into Providence Canyon to breathe in the waining smells of the fallen colors of Autumn. The beauty of the trees littered the ground forming a bright yellow road perfect for a few hours away from the desk. The ride – Providence Canyon
Rain is coming and I missed a lap yesterday. Today I couldn’t bear to part with the mountain and so the Ripmo and I ran an extra lap. Carpe Diem and all that. I might not be able to walk tomorrow but the Ripmo is always ready for one more. The ride – Providence Canyon
With the sun shining and the crisp chill of Fall on the air the Ripmo and I set out seeking the perfect Autumn ride. The temperature was perfect, the Ripmo was perfect, the trail was perfect, I was less perfect. Whipping down the BJ’s on my first run I came across a patch of greasy trail torn up by horse hooves which resulted some unanticipated
The weather is always wrong (thank goodness) and with no rain in site the Ripmo needed some time out of the barn. I got suited up in my usual mountain bike attire and whilst I was preparing the Ripmo for the journey I realized it might not be raining but there was a definite Fall chill on the air. Not wanting my shiny, shaved legs