Carpets of Green
It’s like a green Fall. I’m sure the colors are coming. For now the carpets of green are pretty impressive. The ride – Green Canyon The bike – Ibis Ripmo
Tag: Ripmo
Mourning with the Parrotheads
I became a big Jimmy Buffet fan in my teens. With his passing this last week the Ripmo and I spent today’s climb enjoying his music and spirit. The ride – Jardine Juniper Trail The bike – Ibis Ripmo
Fields of Gold
The sun flowers are in full bloom in Providence Canyon. The temperatures are dropping just a bit and the rain last night left the trails in a very nice packed condition. The ride – Providence Canyon The bike – Ibis Ripmo
Learning to fly
Took the offspring to check out the giant paper (metal) airplane. The ride – Paper Airplane Powder Mountain The bike – Ibis Ripmo
Devil of a ride
Paused to take a photo and noticed the Garmin registered 6.66. I road 4 suffer circles so it seemed fitting. The ride – Providence Canyon The bike – Ibis Ripmo
RIP Ripley (rear shifter)
I was planning on spending some quality time with the Ripley this morning. I did all the usual things like air the tires and lube the chain and then took off. The Ripley has Crank Brothers double shot pedals. I thought I was being smart and using some flat pedals that my son could ride without being clipped while still having a cleat that I
A Pivotal moment
Speed Mountain hosted the Pivot demo fleet this week at Providence Canyon. I can’t resist smashing other people’s hardware into rocks and I signed up for a morning test ride on a Mach 4 SL and a Trail 429 for the afternoon. At 9am I did two things I almost never do. First, I drove to the trail head. Second I left the Ripmo in
Watch your head
Another, “watch your head” warning. In spite of my body’s inability to produce any significant power I decided I missed Providence Canyon too much to not try a quick up and back. I’m not sure if it’s because I’m still not processing information correctly or if the trees really are starting to lean into the trail more than they used to but I managed to
Dust and mud
The Ripmo ran into a twin at the top of Providence. They quickly exchanged pleasantries as we finished the top loop. As we dropped into the creek I was reminded that by the time August rolls around usually the trails are inches deep in moon dust. This year, with copious rain, the trails are packed and the creek is still running. The Ripmo has a
Mud on my face
The Ripmo enjoys ripping, tearing, screaming through the forest throwing rock and mud and debris everywhere. The morning after summer thunderstorms the trails are moist like a cake take right from the oven. Then you bit into bits filled with molten chocolate. The mountains are like that but instead of chocolate we return home caked in dirt with a few weeds and probably a bit