Get Off My Trail
If you climb high enough the trees are starting to turn colors. Bits of Millville are torn up thanks to our four legged beef producing friends. I was kind of OK with that since it gave me a couple of chances to walk a few feet and let me heart rate settle before once again red lining it to the heart attack zone. Even with
With the Ripmo demanding more of my time I’ve ignored the path to Porcupine Dam. This morning the pull to return to the south end of the valley was strong. The ride – Porcupine Dam The bike – Time VRS Fluidity
Doing the rounds in Providence Canyon. The last few ups grind on my brain and make my legs cry a bit but the rewards of the down silence any bodily complaints. The ride – Providence Canyon The bike – Ibis Ripmo
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
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
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
Took the offspring to check out the giant paper (metal) airplane. The ride – Paper Airplane Powder Mountain The bike – Ibis Ripmo
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
When I get on a light mountain bike I feel like I’m riding a rocket. My recent test of the Pivot Mach 4 SL reminded me of how fun a short travel, light mountain bike can be. Then I get on the Bianchi and I remember what a light, rocket really feels like. Coming in at a svelte 16.5 pounds with a bit of wattage
When legs, heart and lungs are all in sync and the bike perfectly tuned, the euphoric hum of the road leaves you with a sensation of flying over the asphalt. I like those days. Today was not one of them. Every, “shut up legs,” was met with an equally powerful, not family friendly response from my quads. I gave up on pushing at all and
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