Rain....

Rain..I used to love rain. The East Coast goodness of Pisgah just isn't the same without slippery roots and rocks from an over abundance of moisture.

Here on the Front Range though...Rain sucks...rain causes the Bentonite clay in our soil to become a sticky goo that sticks to everything and ultimately becomes a immovable monster upon your rig..Even if you could ride you don't want to be on the trails....slobbery nasty trails...pfft...so much better when dry.

There's supposed to be a ride tomorrow night on the Big Green Hill..Good thing we're meeting at Ironworks for some pre ride pints...maybe post ride too...as much rain is fallin...may not be much singletrack to be ridden.

So the weekend cometh and my heart grows heavy...all year long I had hoped to go to the Crested Butte Classic but alas life came along and kicked me in the mountain oysters. Wondering if I have it in me to at least complete Death March Dave's Big Fall Ride.

Hmmm...still recovering from the Flu and suffering lingering effects on the bod, 50 miles or so from the middle of no where heading towards the cool town of Lyons on a mostly rocky in rooty singletrack route that Dave's picked out from a source of goat trails mostly known only to him. At least my favorite cough syrup will be waiting at the end. Decisions, decisions...

Ripe n Ready from the Cherry Tree

The new and improved Juice fell off the cherry tree this weekend while me and the family were laid up with the flu or some devilish version of the cold all weekend long.

No fuggin riding or building all weekend long as our temperatures read in the stratosphere, lungs were hacked, and our bodies were wracked with tremors.

Even though the Juice has been claimed to be "new and improved" I think it may be a temporary reprieve. I was originally looking to go with, and still the top contender is dark steel but I'm looking into options such as the local favorite, the John Henry, a Curtlo or on the high end of the spectrum the Route 29

Kenosha, Fall, and Steamboat

Whew...its been a great long weekend of riding, fun, colors of fall and spending time with the beautiful Mrs. Goat. Its our anniversary see, 10 beautiful years worth and going strong.

This post will be more random images of the weekends rides as the real world is calling for me to go to work again and lets face it...you just visit me for the images anyway..

Views from Kenosha Pass





Startin to feel a bit like fall





Breakin treeline





enjoying my hamburger while getting snowed on





Jefferson Creek Trail









Just a few miles from being back to the car I run into some old friends

PBR



the Mad Scientist





On to Steamboat


Yesterday morning I rode over to Mt Werner and I climbed up Zig Zag then on to Duster, up Sunshine, Up Cathey's Cutoff..somewhere close to 4 K of climbing right there from the Steamboat Hotel...from there I went Down Pete's Wicked Trail back up Sunshine and down the Sunshine Traverse then down to Moonlight and Valley View.

This morning I wanted to find the mad house(old ranger station, never did) but did ride the Mad Creek trail to the Wilderness Boundary then up Saddlebrook and down Red Dirt where I spooked a huge black bear off the trail. Was awesome to see but alas too I was to slow with the camera....Got a big ol route planned for Steamboat soon starting from Springbrook and ending with Fish Creek Falls.

Orange Peel...by far one of the coolest bike shops on the planet





Jackalope a plenty in the Boat



Aspens in the Early morning light





Soaking it up with my lady





Mad Creek Trail



the Mad Barn



so many aspens



Far as I can go



fields of dreams



watch out for that nest



views off of Red Dirt



the final bit of Red Dirt Goodness



The bear was spotted just beyond...damn my slow trigger finger

I'll be back for you Fish Creek Falls...on bike

I'm Back...Back in the saddle again

The borrowed ride for a while...Thanks Canyon Rat!



MMM...singlespeed...I was suffering so good at the beginning of the ride but after a bit of ruckus and a few shots of Yager I was feelin oh so good.



Spike taking a moment to enjoy his hoppy beer...I perfer to chew on my beer, thanks.



PBR flying down Evergreen Mountain



Canyon Rat, too fast for the Camera



PBR's bike telling everyone else's bikes exactly what it thinks of them



The last vestiges of an extremely awesome evening of bike riding

Jefferson County, Colorado...Home of the New Anti Bike Establishment

Banning road riders from the Canyon Roads...turning classic Front Range singletrack descents into one way trails...and the only way is up. Just goes to prove the squeaky wheels get the grease. Jefferson County is falling beneath the weight of the select few who have complained that cyclists, whether road biker or mountain biker, are just too dangerous to have around.

Clearly they'll find a way to ban me from riding this as well.



Sweet new luge for the Alpine slides

Sad....just sad Jeffco...just don't think we'll be going down without a fight

On a brighter note I get to ride again..Seems Canyonrat had a Salsa just hangin around that he built back up just so the goat could get some rides in again. I'll be sure to call this gal to give him his kiss.

Spread the Sordid Wonder of the Empire..Click away

Do thy Bidding...Death Race

Click it....many times...Spread the sordid wonder of the Empire

Find something to ride that may make you this Bad AZZ

Doomriders - Black Thunder [DEATH RACE] from raphael on Vimeo.

And could someone please inform the Emperor to fix his fugging links. I ain't got time to be stayin up all night playing with his broken HTML codes..

The Goat's Submersion into Insanity

The bike goaded me into it. Something of a cross between a viking and a ballerina. OK, OK...BikerFox doubtlessly has nothing on me but I know the Empire does indeed love the pink Tutu.



Big Ringer, Ha, Ha, Ha, ha Lets see you pull a one footer with your wheels firmly planted on the ground wearing that silly dress with the tidbits falling out, scarring the eyes of the world.



Fast as Fast can be....never catch me....Since the big wheels weren't working against that little Jackalope on a fixie...Lets see if I can hold him now...