Get Off My Trail
My legs did not enjoy fighting the Logan canyon wind. It’s like a invisible barrier that guards Shangri-la. Once you hit the trail the wind is gone and the magic of this place flows over you. This ride is an inspirational beginning to your morning. The ride – Providence, Utah The bike – Bianchi Cavaria
With all the heavy breathing, sweating and cursing I thought I was fast. Strava disagrees. The ride – Providence Canyon, Utah The bike – Ripmo
Some impressive weekend storms settled the dust leaving the trails better than they’ve been in a while. The mild, morning temperature was neither hot nor cold but just right. The smoke colors the morning air orange and will probably leave me coughing and on my way to lung cancer. The ride – Providence Canyon, Utah The bike – Ripmo
An entire cross country running team showed up at Jardine this morning to cheer me on. It was really nice of them. The ride – Jardine Juniper Trail The bike – Ripmo
A morning canopy of clouds cooled the air and produced a few rain drops that struggled to calm the dust. This was just a quick run up Green Canyon to the wilderness boundary. All the creek crossings are dry. The dirt is dry. The dust is dry. Any tears from the heavens would be welcome to help cement the rocks and dust back into the
I was tired and wanted to just stay in bed. Then I remembered that a visual buffet lay just a little bit of time and a few pedal stroke away. Days that start with nature are better days. The ride – Providence, Utah The bike – Bianchi Cavaria
The trails are dry and dusty with the rocks rolling free. I also found myself rolling free and sliding all over the place. Trail conditions dramatically affect the ride experience. I found that I need to use a bit more caution in spots I used to take for granted. The ride – Paradise, Utah The bike – TIME VRS Fluidity
Woke up so early this morning. I really wanted to sleep but the thought of riding in the crazy heat kept me awake so I and the Time took a bit of time and haunted our usual routes. The ride – Porcupine Dam, Paradise and Blacksmith Fork Canyon. The bike – Ripmo
Devin and I braved bugs and the stench of the lake to participate in the 30th anniversary Antelope Island ride. This was Devin’s first large group ride. It was probably my largest group ride ever. That line of lights stretching out for a mile or so is all cyclist filling the full width of the road. The ride – Antelope Island, Davis County, Utah The
Providence City was giving the road up Providence Canyon a fresh coat of something nasty that is mean to hold down the dust. I didn’t feel like riding through whatever the stuff is so I took the round about route down the Bonneville shoreline trail. Lucky for me the gate right at the mouth of the canyon was closed with multiple padlocks. That added a