Get Off My Trail
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
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
Took both Bren and Dev for a dip in Green Canyon. The ride – Green Canyon The bike – Ibis Ripmo
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
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
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
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
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
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
Another morning in Green Canyon after a weekend of some rain. Green holds onto water much better than Providence. Pretty sure that’s why it’s called Green Canyon. The sun was shining at the mouth but fell behind the hill as I climbed – it’s the way the Canyon is shaped and it meant that I would climb to the top without the sun in the