Get Off My Trail
Woke up at 6 am. It wasn’t on purpose but on these crazy hot summer days early morning rides provided blessed relief from the 90-100 degree heat of the day. I threw on my gear and had such a pleasant ride that I ended up riding 6 suffer circles. The ride – Providence Canyon The bike – Ibis Ripmo
Woke up with a desire to ride something different. Millville canyon isn’t far, is beautiful, has low traffic and I’ve only ridden it once. It has plenty of climbing and I would need to ride the Bonneville Shoreline trail to connect to it but I figured if I had time I’d also make a quick run up Providence. There’s a sign at the mouth of
With brand new Maxxis Assegai tires on the Ripmo I was stoked to get out and try my luck on the dusty, rocky trails that define mountain biking in Utah this time of year. I made it all the way to the trailhead, reached down to take a drink and realized I had left my water home. I debated testing my body to see how
Beautiful morning with perfect weather to spend an hour or so in Logan Canyon. Every time I ride here I find a holy re-connection with with the natural world. The sound of an unhappy rattlesnake did wake me from the zen moment but neither of us wanted anything to do with each other and we parted ways without incident. I’m definitely a source of interest
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My muscles are still feeling the effects of their encounter with the dirt. The bruises have changed colors. The soreness isn’t a big deal but it keeps me from really pushing hard as my knees don’t feel awesome. It was perfect morning for a ride with no wind on the way out and just a bit of wind in my face on the way back
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I left the house at 8am. I blame Stranger Things. They need something at the beginning to warn you that demons will be chasing kids for the next 2 hours and you might not get to bed until 2 am. It was already hot. It got hotter. I was tired. I was sweaty. I hurt from the bruises that still litter my body. I did
After yesterday’s crash I had resolved last night to sleep in and blow off riding. My body had other ideas and woke me up early in the morning. I was up and my knees felt fine so I committed myself to a gentle recovery ride. I was slow up until I ended up with a tractor behind me. A bit of flight instinct kicked in
I can home with dirt in my teeth. I’m sitting here with ice on my knee and raspberries on my shoulder, my right leg, my left thigh and under my left arm. I’m not sure how I managed that last one. The trails are dry and the dust is slick as ice. I hit a corner and my rear wheel totally slipped out. I tried
Headed out early on a gravel ride up Logan Canyon. I was slowed by a steady stream of runners from the USU cross country team. That’s all fine but what literally stopped me in my tracks was a sudden burning sensation from my left quad that got me off my bike for a few minutes while I punched my leg and limped around the trail.
Kind of a weak ride this morning. My legs were not up for a constant push. However, the more chill pace gave me a chance to breath in the morning air and absorb the beauty of this place I call home. Summer mornings last only a few months. I have to spend every possible moment living in them while I can. The ride – Paradise
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