Get Off My Trail
I have to leave the house every now and then or my brain will explode. The past couple of days of storms blanketed Providence Canyon in white. A few riders had made it up the first section. I was alone in the climb to the top and ended up on the road to finish. The descent was in fairly deep unpacked snow. There’s something about
I will miss the pure thrill of mountain biking in the summer but there is something magical about getting out into a forest covered in a blanket of snow. The ride – Providence Canyon The bike – Salsa Beargrease
Joel and I headed to Nordic Valley this morning hoping to put in some miles on the snow. The snow had other ideas and after just a bit more than a mile and plenty of sinking in the snow we turned back. Still it was fun to get out. The ride – Nordic Valley The bike – Salsa Beargrease
It was a beautiful winter Saturday to get out and ride The almost perfect trails. Without obligations pulling me back to my desk I had time to ride up to the top of the quarry in Providence Canyon. The last time I attempted this climb the road lacked the base needed to make the climb. The snow machines float above the snow and with being
With beautiful weather comes slightly warmer temperatures and the trails are starting to melt just a bit. To take advantage of the winter beauty while it’s here I ran three laps. The ride – Providence Canyon The bike – Salsa Beargrease
I don’t know that there has ever a year gifted with so many days of perfect trails. A large part of that perfection is due to the constant work of a lot of volunteers working hard to maintain that perfection. I feel guilty any day I don’t indulge in the perfect winter rides in these perfect winter trails. The ride – Green Canyon The bike
In the summer I typically ride a several loops at the top of Providence Canyon. The trail was perfect and I even though most of the feeling in my hands was we gone I took advantage of the perfect conditions and made a second loop. Then I climbed up the road for a while which would usually be miserable but with the cold temperature was
rm today having been lovingly groomed by local volunteers. The sun reflected beautifully off the snow. The trail past the upper parking lot towards the Mt Naomi Wilderness was also in fine form for a while. The nightmare doesn’t begin for a mile or so. At that point the grooming ends and the only trail left is from hikers that attempted to wade through the
Late on this Saturday afternoon I managed to get away for a little bit and was rewarded with a perfect trail and spectacular conditions. I’ve been slow getting out of the canyon in the past and I’ve had to pick my way out in the dark. For years I swore I would by a bike light and I finally got around to it. I was
Green Canyon is almost always a beautifully groomed, hard packed, ice road. At the beginning of the trail the air bit at any of my exposed skin and pierced deep and painful. The hard packed icy snow crunched loudly but the trail was smooth, sticky and fast. As I ascended the last section towards the Mt Naomi Wilderness I didn’t expect much given that the