Dropping In
Providence Canyon was in perfect condition. The ride – Providence Canyon The bike – Ibis Ripmo
Get Off My Trail
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
The temperature was ideal. The snow was ideal. The ride was as ideal. The road up the canyon had been groomed for snowmobiling and was perfect for climbing all the way up to the waterfall. The ride – Providence Canyon The bike – Salsa Beargrease
I don’t get out in the snow nearly enough. Providence Canyon was pretty perfect. The top had be chewed up by a snow machine but I think that was in preparation for some proper grooming. The ride – Providence Canyon The bike – Salsa Beargrease
I haven’t been out as much this year as I would like but I managed to sneak away into the canyon. Yes, it is freeze your limbs off cold but it’s also so extraordinarily beautiful that you forget the pain of the frost bite. The ride – Providence Canyon. The bike – Salsa Beargrease.
My boys love to ski. The snow isn’t building up so much this year. Those two added together mean my Beargrease has sat idle until today. Turns out the trail was in absolute perfect condition. The ride – Providence Canyon The bike – Salsa Beargrease
It’s been a while but the Ripmo incurred a minor injury at the beginning of the climb on our second loop at the top. With a very loud clang a rear spoke gave up on life. Luckily we were climbing and able to stop quickly preventing the broken spoke from lodging against the disc brake or into the frame. I wrapped the dangling offender around