Carpets of Green
It’s like a green Fall. I’m sure the colors are coming. For now the carpets of green are pretty impressive. The ride – Green Canyon The bike – Ibis Ripmo
Tag: Green Canyon
Wet weed wacking
Rode in the morning shade of Green Canyon all the way up and hit the top just in time for the sun to warm my downward journey. Green is pretty perfect and some kind, trail hero cleared the log jam at the top. The ride – Green Canyon The bike – Ibis Ripmo
Green be damed
Three large trees block the way to the Mt Naomi Wilderness resulting in a moment of hike a bike. The ride – Green Canyon The bike – Ibis Ripmo
Swimming in Green with the boys
Took both Bren and Dev for a dip in Green Canyon. The ride – Green Canyon The bike – Ibis Ripmo
Splish Splash the Ripmo needs a bath
The Ripmo spent lots of time playing in the creek today. In all my years of riding I’ve never seen water flow in Green Canyon. Today we got really wet. Also, on my 13 mile ride today I turned over 1666.6 miles on the Ripmo. Together, we’re tempting all the fates. The ride – Green Canyon The bike – Ibis Ripmo
Still the best thrill ride
After just having spent a week at Disneyland I can say for certain mountain biking is still the best thrill ride. It’s also the prettiest. Lucky for me the colors aren’t gone yet. The ride – Green Canyon The bike – Ibis Ripmo
Visual Gluttony
If viewing colors counts as consumption then my favorite sin is gluttony. The colors of Green canyon overwhelm the senses and leave you soaked in pure visual bliss. I love Autumn. My descents are much slower since I’m constantly distracted and braking to take another photo. The Ripmo gets a bit impatient, but a few times a year we can slow down and take in
A Breath of Fall
Just got back from a week long trip to Maui. I left the Ripmo in the shop while I was gone and so it was ready to get out. I was ready to bathe in the Fall colors which are now in full display. Green Canyon did not disappoint. The ride – Green Canyon The bike – Ibis Ripmo
Touching the dawn
I’m not a morning person. However, the early start of my son’s school has forced me to get out of bed. As the days shorten that means I am hitting the trails before the sun has come up over the mountains. Just as I started the first rays of the morning sun kissed the canyon walls. As it did I get feel the heat on
Hints of Fall
The Ripmo doesn’t like to stop once the downhill starts so there was a bit of an argument when I saw the hints of yellow appear on the maples. We didn’t stop the first time. The second time I got the photo. With a slight chill starting in the morning air there are tiny bits of color showing up in the under growth. I always