So I rode up Squaw Creek last weekend. Good ride, but too
hung over to make it to the top. On the way down I am
startled by 200-head of cattle and eat it. Then I gotta
drag my bike up the hill and sit there bleeding while they
are herded by.
Today, I ride up Squaw Creek, this time I made it to the
top...ugh...that ride is much more formidable than I
remember.
ANYwho...on the way down this time...sheep! Lots of them
covering the trail. At least I didn't wreck. AND thank God
there were no sheep dogs... I was in NO mood to be bitten.
The trail was pretty loose because someone in a bulldozer
(undoubtably Boise BLM folks) decided to smooth the trail
out a bit after the heavy rains. Wasn't all bad tho, over
the water bars they left little piles of sand that created
some natural doubles.
DEFINITELY couldn't preload the shocks on take off tho,
otherwise the front end would stick in the sand and it was
endo city.
That is all.