Swimming in Green with the boys
Took both Bren and Dev for a dip in Green Canyon. The ride – Green Canyon The bike – Ibis Ripmo
Tag: summer
Hanging out with Dev
First ride up Jardine Juniper. Devin’s first time riding it. The wildflowers were in full bloom. The ride – Jardine Juniper The bike – Ibis Ripmo
Splish Splash the Ripmo needs a bath
The Ripmo spent lots of time playing in the creek today. In all my years of riding I’ve never seen water flow in Green Canyon. Today we got really wet. Also, on my 13 mile ride today I turned over 1666.6 miles on the Ripmo. Together, we’re tempting all the fates. The ride – Green Canyon The bike – Ibis Ripmo
Bumpy ride
First ride out on the Bianchi this year. I must re-adapt to the pounding it provides on rocky trails. The Logan River is running high. The ride – Logan River Trail The bike – Bianchi Cavaria
Crappy but pretty
In my ongoing battle with cows I’m still losing. Less excrement on the trails but more belligerent beasts blocking the way. No idea how there wasn’t poop everywhere today. I made the climb to the quarry for the views and ran into a full team of fire fighters and the county sheriff. I asked what was up and got nothing but they assured me there
Accidental Tour de Hyrum
Every road into Hyrum was closed or blocked by a train this morning which led me to wander until I found my way. The ride – Paradise The bike – Time VRS Fluidity
Bovine bulldozers doing their worst
Today was a crappy ride on this first day of summer – literally. Spent quite a bit of post ride time cleaning excrement off my bike and body. It was gross. The livestock have plowed up most of the upper loop and have done a fine job destroying trail, creek and vegetation. By rights they have every legal reason to be there but it just
Dodging horse dung
If a human took a dump in the middle of a trail people would be disgusted, and there’s a good chance there’s some legal consequences for the individual. If your dog poops on the trail it’s a courtesy and in a lot of instances a requirement to clean it up. Also, there’s no poop fairly. Don’t leave the bags of dog crap all over the
Touching the dawn
I’m not a morning person. However, the early start of my son’s school has forced me to get out of bed. As the days shorten that means I am hitting the trails before the sun has come up over the mountains. Just as I started the first rays of the morning sun kissed the canyon walls. As it did I get feel the heat on
No idea where I’m going.
We’re spending Labor Day Weekend with my wife’s family. I’ve got the Alta rack. I’ve got a Ripmo for me. My wife has a Mojo. My son has my old Ripley. My youngest has a Scott – only thing that fits him. I’m spite of being close to Powder Mountain time was not on my side. Like Moses I would not make way to the