All the pictures are in riding order(the route I usually go on):
This part is now I call the "Broken Saddle Climb" because this where I broke my bike saddle just climbing up on this sandy trail. I just heard one of the rails snap.
I went on a good ride today and was very happy to do so, I remember as soon as I got on the first part of the singletrack on the ride, I thought, "man, I love this, I love this" That is when I knew I was born to mountain bike, especially on stuff like this. I kept thinking this all the way climbing to the top of the hill, I say around a 1,300 vertical feet climb, don't know, wish I had a gps. I did have a bike computer and I logged in 8 miles for like 52 minutes. It was a tough climb mostly. Glad I had that Western Family apple sauce before I left because that stuff gives me a kick, no need for a gel. After all that rain and snow, the sand was really packed down so it was a little easier to climb up. Speaking of sand, on the sandy part of the trail, I was just pedaling sitting down, going up hill, I heard a snap, then I checked my saddle and saw that one of my railings was broken in half. I hope the warranty will cover it because I didn't wreck breaking it. I didn't do anything to it, just pedaled and biked around and all the sudden, it broke, or maybe I am so heavy or something.
I kept going up anyway because the saddle was still holding up with the other rail, the weather was perfect and I knew this is where I wanted to be at this moment, all alone, no one around, in the middle of no where(maybe a town 5 miles away, lol), so I felt pretty good too. Pretty good for having the stomach flu during 3 days before, I tells you, I'd rather be suffering up a climb than be home from work with a stomach bugger. Well, maybe anybody would, but maybe I'd rather be suffering a climb than being at work, there we go, that's more like it. I don't know, I like my job though but I still rather suffer on a climb than working.
The downhill on the other side of the hill was a blast, short but still a blast. I remember I got cold and it was 67 degrees, probably because I am still sick from the stomach flu. Well, it was really fun and I hope to do some more riding up there before it snows then after that, I will be riding it again in March, after the snow melts and dries up.
