Crushing grasshoppers, dodging ducks
I couldn’t go fast so I tried to go a bit further. The ride – Porcupine Dam The bike – Time VRS Fluidity
Get Off My Trail
I couldn’t go fast so I tried to go a bit further. The ride – Porcupine Dam The bike – Time VRS Fluidity
Added back in a climb that I used to do all the time. Trying to make today someday. The ride – Paradise The bike – Time VRS Fluidity
Headed to Bear Lake to spend some time on the paddle board today. Gotta warm up the legs a bit to be ready to fight the wind. In preparation, the wind tried to kill me while riding my bike. The ride – Paradise The bike – Time VRS Fluidity
Got a visit from some furry friends. They were just chillin’ in the road. The ride – Paradise The bike – Time VRS Fluidity
Feeling slow but the call of the asphalt beckoned me on to the dam. The ride – Porcupine Dam The bike – Time VRS Fluidity
So many closed roads but as far as I can tell there was no reason to not pass through. Bikes fit through much smaller spaces than cars. The ride – Paradise The bike – Time VRS Fluidity
It’s way to early in the riding season to have smoke filled skies. I’ve heard it’s because our friends to the north in Canada are lighting up some serious grass. This is of course just a rumor. I couldn’t bring myself to hit the trainer. Riding outside is too much of a serious (natural) high. The ride – Paradise The bike – Trek Madone 6.9
Dropping back out of Blacksmith Fork Canyon I got a huge draft as a convoy of semi trucks passed. As they broke the wind the smell of breaking wind encouraged me to drop off that draft as fast as possible. I felt the experience and appropriate metaphor for a ride that started out rather crappy. Today was my second ride out in the real world
Spring has arrived. It’s not raining. My bike is wonky and won’t shift when I ask but does randomly shift at the most inopportune moments. The randomness adds a little spice to the ride. Utah received plenty of snow and the spring run off is flowing fast and furious. After spending the winter riding with my own stench in the basement, the smells of the
Sure riding in a group makes you go faster and there are definitely days I miss the hum of tires and chains particular to riding in a peloton. A solo ride gives you a moment (or a couple of hours) to meditate. I do haunt the same roads over and over. There’s a reason – no cars and beautiful country side or tree filled canyons.