Its been a busy and hectic year and my riding has been down quite a bit due to a summer that included 65-70 hour weeks at work and trying to keep that work, family, riding life balance flowing together. I could go into a bunch of boring meaningless drivel but these days for me, pictures speak louder then words. This may be split up into a multipart series.....
Father's Day. My wife helped me set up a shuttle of the Shingle Mill Trail in Buffalo Creek. Being the all around awesome Dad that I am, I can even turn an eight mile ride in an Epic for my girls with lightening, views and toad sized rain drops falling just as we reached the truck.
Jones Pass on July 4th has become a tradition. Crossing the Snow Cornice has always been dicey and seeing "Slow" falling/ sliding forty feet just about did me in even though he survived with a nervous laugh and nary a scratch.
Now you see him
Now you don't
Trying again
and back in the game
and then Boom...12,500 ft and we're riding the top of the world
to the high point of the day 13,215 ft where we enjoyed some shrooms
From there...we descend...to around 8,000 ft.
The next trip was up to Waldorf Mine and beyond to find an elusive trail Lubes and myself had heard about. We found it and more.
"Slow's" shot of me descending McClellan Mountain with Grays and Torreys in the background
Lubes and Slow's Sound of Music
To be continued....
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