Friday, June 10, 2011

Last Weekend Was To Live For...






Now that I've set on my flat side or laid around like a beached whale ,still have no energy or much will to move off the confines of the couch,maybe I need one of those what F----- blankets. Not even getting that restless yet ,so a true sign of sicccccccccccccccck ...
I had the best time ridding trail then road the next day last weekend the weather ,the flowers ,the peeps and the panoramic views made my summer. Started out Saturday morning meeting a mostly Julie Hauck group at the farmers market for pre ride breaky and coffee, think the hole town was out in the splendor of the orb in the sky providing the color we love and miss. this is when it all comes together and life is good. So off we went towards Jumbo and beyond, up Lincoln Hills we had to do that walk of trail to the next street. How stupid is that ? But dismount and obey the sign we did for 50 yards or so , guess the guy who lives next to it is the trail nazi so do the walk. Up up we went past the house that doesn't belong on the ridge heading to three larches, i was amazed at how wet and muddy these sections are and water really running where it normally trickles or doesn't exist this time of the year. We stopped alot for Kodak moments and the catch your thin air attempt. The scenery was a main line shot of apreceation . We made way to the top of three larches then the drop down freddy that always puckers me some , mostly in respect of what has happened and can happen here. Down to Rattlesnake garden for talk of the ride a cold smoke and some eats and again life is good.
next day was a hole different ball game with the ride starting at Le Petit and consisting of the heavy hitters and I show up with the heavy finder ed up tri cross for what blindly thought would be social cruise to Alberton,anything but came of that. Pace lining at race pace soon as we hit big flat then sprints for signs and Z-man crunch up the hills. This is when i had started out with a sore throat the night before and not much for voice or breathing for the ride. There I was in pain ass cave out and back. Tried laying in that great hot sun after to bake what ever was invading the body but failed so all week has been suffer fest with the cold from hell. Much rather the pain cave of ridden with a bunch of testy dudes. So much for fitness,that's gonna be a re-do .

1 comment:

Bill said...

Fun times ...o/o