Muggy Miles
Sleeping late is the theme of my summer. Staying in bed a little longer is nice. Sweating buckets in the extreme heat is not. The ride – Providence Canyon The bike – Ibis Ripmo
Get Off My Trail
Sleeping late is the theme of my summer. Staying in bed a little longer is nice. Sweating buckets in the extreme heat is not. The ride – Providence Canyon The bike – Ibis Ripmo
The weather showed rain so I was going to sleep in. The rain didn’t come but I woke up before 7 to cloud filled skies. I decided since the water wasn’t falling I would chance. Then as I got on my bike to head down the driveway drops fell from the sky and I slunk back to the basement to work and wait out the
Wow I had no power and no energy and it shows. At least the scenery was pretty. The ride – Providence Canyon The bike – Ibis Ripmo
The moondust and marble ridden trails have missed the rain. With the blessed return of a bit of H2O my hope in money dirt led me to a late morning ride with the Ripmo. With the dust tightened down to the trail and nary a puddle or bog in sight the quest to find ideal riding conditions was declared a successful venture. The ride –
We’re headed to the Tetons today. I considered just sleeping in but I couldn’t do it. I had about an hour and when I push it on Providence Canyon I can do a ride in about an hour. With that goal in mind I rushed to get ready and made it out of the house in record time. I hit the top right around 51:30
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
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
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