Morning Swim
There was plenty of water flowing in the creek this morning which mean a lot of splash mountain moments for the Ripmo and I. The ride – Providence Canyon The bike – Ibis Ripmo
Get Off My Trail
There was plenty of water flowing in the creek this morning which mean a lot of splash mountain moments for the Ripmo and I. The ride – Providence Canyon The bike – Ibis Ripmo
A early week conference and a weekend with my wife means this first week of June I have one chance to ride. I chose to spend it with the Ripmo in Providence Canyon. The snow is melting up high feeding water to typically dry creek beds. Splashing and wet socks were defined this time in the mountains. Definitely a good choice. The ride – Providence
Continue readingOnly one chance to ride this week. Glad to spend it with the canyon I Love.
Always burn, heavy breathing and suffering on the way up. Pure joy on the way down. Both are why I’m so addicted to the suffer circles at the top of Providence Canyon. The ride – Providence Canyon The bike – Ibis Ripmo
Just enough time and energy for a couple of loops in Providence Canyon. The ride – Providence Canyon The bike – Ibis Ripmo
I love the Timber Bell. I’ve had quite a few hikers thank me for the ringing that let’s them know an MTB is headed at them at high speed. I won’t ride without them anymore. I break them at a rate of about one per year. This year, this ride was the last of my current bell. Lucky for me the company has a great
Providence Canyon was in perfect condition. The ride – Providence Canyon The bike – Ibis Ripmo
On this perfect May afternoon with the Ripmo begging for time outside and my son on the Ripley today we spent some quality time flying and bouncing over the freshly cleaned and always joy inducing Providence Canyon. These are the days that we remember when we aren’t riding. Also Dev probably wanted to kill me after I pushed him to the edge of puking. The
I had intended to take the Bianchi out but the new treads are too wide and rubbing the frame. I hate to see it lose any of that beautiful celeste paint so we’re going in for a new tire. I switched to the Ripmo intending on riding the shore line trail. The day worn on. I had to get gas for the lawn mower and
The Ripmo, sick with cabin fever and winter time neglect convinced me that Providence Canyon was finally dry enough to ride and I succumbed to its temptation. I hauled my eldest son up with me which is exciting because he is finally strong enough to suffer alongside me. Snow and mud ensured our Ibis steeds and their riders came home in need of cleansing. No
Providence Canyon was in perfect condition and the road to the Quarry was nicely groomed so I beat up my legs and climbed and climbed and sweated and sweated like it was the middle of summer. The ride – Providence Canyon The bike – Salsa Beargrease