Get Off My Trail
The Time has been sitting in the garage, alone, for a long time. Today it was time for us to spend time together. If only a meeting hadn’t ended our time together we could have spent the day meandering country roads and climbing between mountains in the canyon. The ride – Porcupine Dam The bike – Time VRS Fluidity
With many a Saturday chore ahead of me I woke up with just enough time to make a loop on the Time out to Paradise. Sadly, I will be off the bike for most of next week while I attend a work conference. I will miss my bikes. The ride – Paradise The bike – Time VRS Fluidity
Windy Wednesday with beautiful views and fun road climbs. Spring days are some of the best riding with perfect temperatures, emerging greens, blue skies and a bit of bonking. The ride – Paradise The bike – Time VRS Fluidity
First ride outside this year. The wind attempted to thwart my efforts but the sunshine helped me to over come. The ride – Porcupine Dam The bike – Time VRS Fluidity
With the Ripmo demanding more of my time I’ve ignored the path to Porcupine Dam. This morning the pull to return to the south end of the valley was strong. The ride – Porcupine Dam The bike – Time VRS Fluidity
Got stung by a bee. Stopped to pick out the stinger. Took a photo of some Llamas. Got stopped by phone calls. Lot’s of stopping and a little bit of climbing today. The ride – Paradise The bike – Time VRS Fluidity
I suck at mornings and the required early morning rides to avoid the heat are quickly coming to an end as the chill of Fall takes over the early morning hours. The ride – Paradise The bike – Time VRS Fluidity
When legs, heart and lungs are all in sync and the bike perfectly tuned, the euphoric hum of the road leaves you with a sensation of flying over the asphalt. I like those days. Today was not one of them. Every, “shut up legs,” was met with an equally powerful, not family friendly response from my quads. I gave up on pushing at all and
Continue readingIn search of horse power (since I have none)
Sometimes it is about the numbers. I was so close to 50 miles as I got closer to home that I couldn’t help but throw on a few miles. The problem is that all the roads are torn up or covered in mud because they were recently torn up. After dodging the junk I scored an extra mile and crossed the 50 barrier. Then I
I’ve been recovering this last week which means sleeping and generally living in a foggy haze. Fresh air and a nice slow ride helped to clear my brain a bit. Still, only a bit since this virus leaves you feeling unable to push hard. For the next few days I imagine I’ll be lollygagging along the highways. The ride – Paradise The bike – Time