Get Off My Trail
The world is on fire again and the air is so bad you can taste it. The moon last night was red and barely visible. Today the mountains across the valley are invisible, cloaked by thick haze from thousands of trees suffering an untimely, fiery death. With the PM 2.5 off the charts I spent my summer morning in the virtual world of Zwift. The
Didn’t think my legs would hold up to much this morning but I miss the mountains so I and the Ripmo set off into Providence Canyon. The air was clear. The sun was high. I was slow. I and the Ripmo were mostly alone. That’s good because it was hot and I was sweaty. No body wants to be around a sweaty guy covered in
This is a crank rant. Read at your own peril. <crank> Some days I hate people. Not anyone person, just all people. The thought of interacting with another human is exhausting. I don’t want to listen to anyone’s demands. I don’t want a to do list. I don’t really care to hear anymore about why I’m not the perfect or even decent human in your
The winds at the mouth of Logan Canyon protect the beauty within like the fierce storms that protect the fabled Shanngri-La. Once I pass through the wind tunnel the air becomes still, the sky beautiful and the trail perfect. As I ride along the river, the organic smells of a forest morning filled my nose. The plants dry and wither as I climb in the
I woke up bright and early to clear skies. It was the perfect morning for the perfect ride. Then I went back to bed and woke up an hour later. I stumbled around the house unable to find all my gear and generally wasting time. When I finally did start riding I felt like I was forgetting something and sure enough my helmet was not
The entire Western United States is burning to the ground right now. I had been riding anyway, but the air is so thick that it’s hard to see the mountains across the valley. At one point it was difficult to see the mountains on this side of the valley just a couple of miles away. I can’t not ride. At the same time riding outside
On any given Friday when the weather is warm regardless of the time of day there will be hikers and bikers in Providence Canyon. Frequently there will also be shooters, ATVs and vehicles of various types but I don’t meet them on the trail. Today it was just me. OK, so there were two guys leaving when I started the climb into the canyon and
After last night’s leg cramp from hell I didn’t expect much from my body. I didn’t wake up well and the air looked like it had smoked a pack our a million but I lied to myself and said I’d just run the short route out to Paradise and back. The Time had other ideas. After hanging on the wall and watching the Ripmo go
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Generally my health is improved by cycling. The one nasty side effect that I randomly experience is leg cramps. I used to take Sportlegs when I was riding a longer event or when it was hot outside. They help a great deal and are probably one of the better preventative solutions I’ve found. I’ve tried pickle juice, but it’s kind of nasty and not always
The sky once again filled with smoke the morning sunlight streamed through the trees lighting the forest in orange and fooling the mind that Autumn was upon us. Whether it was the smoke and haze, a the restless night or the mysterious soreness in my quads and hamstrings I failed to find any depth or power in my pedal strokes. As I climbed my legs