Get Off My Trail
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
Always burn, heavy breathing and suffering on the way up. Pure joy on the way down. Both are why I’m so addicted to the suffer circles at the top of Providence Canyon. The ride – Providence Canyon The bike – Ibis Ripmo
One of my favorite rides and probably one of the hardest. Millville is all up for the entire ride. It’s also beautiful and super fun. If you want to indulge prepare your legs for the burn. Alas, all is not always well. The first 4 miles of this ride Devin joined my on the shoreline trail to try his hand at taming the Bianchi on
Just enough time and energy for a couple of loops in Providence Canyon. The ride – Providence Canyon The bike – Ibis Ripmo
The Bianchi’s new tires were almost perfect. The rear tire was slightly too wide for the frame so I had to order a slightly more narrow version. It was totally the shop’s mistake but as always I got to pay for it. The ride – Logan River Trail The bike – Bianchi Cavaria
I love the Timber Bell. I’ve had quite a few hikers thank me for the ringing that let’s them know an MTB is headed at them at high speed. I won’t ride without them anymore. I break them at a rate of about one per year. This year, this ride was the last of my current bell. Lucky for me the company has a great
Providence Canyon was in perfect condition. The ride – Providence Canyon The bike – Ibis Ripmo
On this perfect May afternoon with the Ripmo begging for time outside and my son on the Ripley today we spent some quality time flying and bouncing over the freshly cleaned and always joy inducing Providence Canyon. These are the days that we remember when we aren’t riding. Also Dev probably wanted to kill me after I pushed him to the edge of puking. The
I had intended to take the Bianchi out but the new treads are too wide and rubbing the frame. I hate to see it lose any of that beautiful celeste paint so we’re going in for a new tire. I switched to the Ripmo intending on riding the shore line trail. The day worn on. I had to get gas for the lawn mower and
The Ripmo did not like spending a rainy weekend in the garage and insisted that we spend some Spring time riding together. One does not deny the Ripmo its wishes. We found a few potholes in place of rocks that have been there for years. We pondered why all the hatred for the boulders and felt a little bad we had taken them for granite.
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