Vermillion and Gold
It’s hard to get off the bike when the scenery is this: The ride – Providence Canyon The bike – Ibis Ripmo
Get Off My Trail
It’s hard to get off the bike when the scenery is this: The ride – Providence Canyon The bike – Ibis Ripmo
Autumn is not long enough. The skies of color have become carpets of color as the trees prepare for winter. The ride – Providence Canyon The bike – Ibis Ripmo
Forgot my water and had to turn around. Riding up the River Trail there were cones and caution tape indicating that someone clearly did not want company on the path. I ended up on the road to by pass the tree trimmers. I use trimmer loosely as on the way back I rode until I came across the trimming team and had to turn around.
I’ll let the photos speak: The ride – Providence Canyon The bike – Ibis Ripmo
It’s been a while since I’ve ridden with my boys. They had the day off school and we spent it the best way we could spend it – with everyone else in the mountains. They are getting stronger and faster. It’s fun to ride together. The ride – Green Canyon The bike – Ibis Ripmo
The Fall colors are in full bloom so I rode Providence twice. The ride – Providence Canyon The bike – Ibis Ripmo
There’s a giant downed log on the top loop that keeps hitting me in the head. The concussions inspired me to apply the mileage to two rounds in the trail to drink in the full colors of Autumn. The Ripmo and I met people, chatted, chewed up some dirt and marbles and then we dropped some psi and found grip where previously there was none.
A couple of deer were just chillin’ on the canal trail that I ride to get to Logan Canyon. The ride – Logan Canyon River Trail The bike – Bianchi Cavaria
The Jardine Juniper called to me in a dream. The Ripmo heard it too. Perfect temperatures and deep blue skies justified the timing. An explosion of Autumn colors across the mountains left me as breathless as the climb. The loose rubble kept the Ripmo busy chewing and spitting, flinging rocks and picking up the occasional pine cone. We both had a great time. The ride
We took a Sunday drive up Providence Canyon and destroyed a tire resulting in chaos and driving a spare where a spare should never be driven. Today the Ripmo and I sought revenge but Autumn is just to pretty in these mountains and we ended up shooting a bunch of photos instead. The ride – Providence Canyon The bike – Ibis Ripmo