Southern Cache Valley Wandering
The thermometer dropped from the 80s to the 60s this week so the mornings are cool. I put in a few miles before the sun starts cooking us again. The ride – Paradise and some other climbs The bike – Time VRS Fluidity
Get Off My Trail
The thermometer dropped from the 80s to the 60s this week so the mornings are cool. I put in a few miles before the sun starts cooking us again. The ride – Paradise and some other climbs The bike – Time VRS Fluidity
The Time has been sitting in the garage, alone, for a long time. Today it was time for us to spend time together. If only a meeting hadn’t ended our time together we could have spent the day meandering country roads and climbing between mountains in the canyon. The ride – Porcupine Dam The bike – Time VRS Fluidity
With many a Saturday chore ahead of me I woke up with just enough time to make a loop on the Time out to Paradise. Sadly, I will be off the bike for most of next week while I attend a work conference. I will miss my bikes. The ride – Paradise The bike – Time VRS Fluidity
Windy Wednesday with beautiful views and fun road climbs. Spring days are some of the best riding with perfect temperatures, emerging greens, blue skies and a bit of bonking. The ride – Paradise The bike – Time VRS Fluidity
Not that I enjoy pain but a few hill climbs never really hurt anyone. The ride – Paradise The bike – Time VRS Fluidity
Got stung by a bee. Stopped to pick out the stinger. Took a photo of some Llamas. Got stopped by phone calls. Lot’s of stopping and a little bit of climbing today. The ride – Paradise The bike – Time VRS Fluidity
I suck at mornings and the required early morning rides to avoid the heat are quickly coming to an end as the chill of Fall takes over the early morning hours. The ride – Paradise The bike – Time VRS Fluidity
I’ve been recovering this last week which means sleeping and generally living in a foggy haze. Fresh air and a nice slow ride helped to clear my brain a bit. Still, only a bit since this virus leaves you feeling unable to push hard. For the next few days I imagine I’ll be lollygagging along the highways. The ride – Paradise The bike – Time
Coming into Paradise I stopped at the stop sign to wait for an oncoming car. I’m on a bike so I barely take up any space at all on the far right. Lucky for me I don’t unclip. Instead I hover and wait my turn. The white mini van turns my direction. When I say turns my direction they turn straight at me as in
Passing through Hyrum, Utah the air is frequently thick with unpleasant smells as it is the home of a large slaughter house. Proceed south from Hyrum to Paradise and the air changes to cut hay. Keep on going and make the climb up raspberry hill to where Weeks raises their crop of the luscious little berry and you can’t gulp in the air fast enough.